I m gonna help you focussing''i had my swimsuit pull down his hands teasing it slapping it telling me to be more careful''what are you doing stop''the...vegetale oil in his hand bottle pouring some on my ass feeling so slippery him rubbing my lil pink boy hole''keep cooking , here , this will fit in there so you can focus on your work''and i felt the mettalic thing get in , pushed in place without leaving me a second to react , i was plugged and swimsuit pull back up''now finish this and when. We will continue to work with you from this place.”“But mom, people do bad things to those who try to change things.” Peter almost cried in frustration.“Have courage son, you are remembering that past lifetime, only your fear will attract it to you again. It is not in the planning this lifetime unless you bring it on.”Peter’s ten years of training kicked in, “Oh, okay, thank you mom, now it makes sense.” Peter looked at his dad and was shocked. His dad was crying with his head in his right. Shane's cock was most satisfactory in its strength and sturdiness, thrusting out to greet her lips, twitching in anticipation, so that the great, bulged plum of its head bobbed slightly before her. Mmmmm - sugar plum. She revelled in that wonderful, intoxicating whirl of emotions only Mindfuck could produce - she felt sexy, slutty, and beneficent, submissive to a stranger's needs, yet totally in control. He was her choice. Her unsuspecting, deserving choice, on whom she would bestow all the. Knowing that Sir likes it when I tease other men, in particular having a fantasy involving friends of His, I decide to dress rather slutty. I threw on a tight tank top and some booty shorts, making sure the bottom of my ass stuck out slightly and my nipples clearly are visible through the thin material of the tank top. While Sir and Brent chatted I made sure to show off, strutting around the house a bit even going so far as to shower and exit the bathroom in a particularly small towel. Brent is.