Oh Precious, your tiny little prickle is all hard. Why Honey? How come you're so hard there, babykins?" I asked as I squeezed and twisted his dick, ha...d."I... I'm so excited mommy." Do you want to taste mommy's cunt, sissy?"He nodded his head vigorously."Okay, honey. Lick it a little. Make mommy's pussy happy."Henry tentatively began to lick my cunt. I came immediately. Pulled his hair, hard, and shoved his faggoty face into my wet puss. He began an aria of moaning and cumming. "Ho. Ho.. " He moved his body up mine and I felt his lips press against mine, as he kissed me and I must say that I responded and kissed him back. My mind then went into some kind of shock that I had actually kissed another man. A man that had said that he was in love with me and would take on the role of being my eyes if I would be the spokesperson. But I had responded to his kissing of me! Did this mean that I was willing, nay, able to take this other young man to be my lover? What did being in love. She took me in her mouth again and sucked until I thought my dick was going to burst. She pulled off and stuck the molds around my dick and balls. "Want you to make the best impression" was her reasoning. The warm material tightly gripped my cock and I felt myself get turned on by the sensation. After five minutes she removed the molds and carried them out of the room with the explanation that they needed to cure for a while. She came back immediately and stripped as soon as she closed the. Mavis shifted in her seat, and the rustle of her skirts and creak of the chair came as a remarkably welcome sound.There wasn't anything to do but sit in that empty chair waiting for him. Bobby didn't want to do that. But he knew he had to. He owed that to them, at a minimum. And he knew he'd tell the truth. He owed them that too.Feeling tense, like when he knew he'd get a beating, he sat. No one noticed the irony of the fact that he didn't speak until spoken to.That ... conversation, to put it.