"There my manhood was gone, but for how long?With that all went quiet, for what turned out to be ages. Though withthe nipple clamps and dildo still vi...rating I was in extreme sexualarousal and building all the time.I tried to concentrate on what had happened in the last few hours.Overall though, my senses had been drawn out and my soul baredcompletely, but how could Mistress J know how do all this to me? Herbody had been honoured and She had been sexually favoured and only Sheknew how. I had. I’d undoubtably miss him and although I wasn’t in love with him we’d had such a journey together that I’d never forget him even if we never had any ‘real’ time together again.I now knew so much more about sex. About how to get the most out of it. How to wank myself, how to wank a boy and, now, how to fuck. I realised, also, that I needed to have lots of sex if I could. I desperately wanted to see, fondle, rub and suck boy’s cocks and, especially, have them insert them in my vagina. And,. You need some back patting now? Need someone else to boost your ego a bit more. One of these days you’re going to...Just as quickly as he appeared, James willed him away. He wasn’t too sure what to make of the Gold James anymore. By now he could usually keep that shiny bastard de-summoned, but the moment he got a little egotistical about something he’d achieved the shiny little bastard would pop up again to lecture him. Which tended to be quite often.Rubbing his face tiredly James diverted. “Where will you sleep Mummy?” Emily suddenly asked. Paul coughed and suppressed a giggle. “I’ll sleep over too, darling.” I replied, trying not to notice him. “Will you share with Uncle Paul like you did on holiday?” she pressed on. “I... I don’t know...” I began, flashing Paul an anxious look. My stomach churned. They couldn’t have avoided noticing that night but had they told anyone else about it? Surely not, please God! “Mummy can have the guest room,” Paul cut in, saving me from further.