.. unusually insightful," Syon said slowly, surprised at her answer. "You are mostly correct, Kim." She is a lot smarter than I am," Ryan agreed. "She...had me married for three days before anyone bothered to tell me it was over." You nut," Kim said laughing, and punching Ryan in the arm. "I'm trying to be serious. I'm curious, Honey. He doesn't need to tell me if he doesn't want to." I don't mind telling you," Syon said hurriedly. "You just surprised me is all. Very early in my training, in my. Get over here, I need to do my back and I don't want to burn!"Slowly I walked over, taking in the contour of her body, looking at her hangingbreasts and her arse covered by a tight bikini bottom, as she turned over on the lounger. In a moment, I was stood over her, to the side of the lounger, and With shaking hands, I squeezed some cream onto my fingertips, slowly lowering them to her back.Whilst I massaged the cream in, she started asking me about my holiday, but the small talk was no. “To be your Good Boy” I replied.“I’m gong to put my fingertip right against your little hole” she said. “If you want to be Mommies good boy, you’ll lean back and push yourself onto my finger.”True to her word, I felt just the tip of a finger against my little hole. This was VERY humiliating, but I took a deep breath, arched my back and leaned back onto the finger, allowing it to penetrate my rectum. “Good boy” I heard Mrs. Jenkins praise.I then felt a hand on my penis again, gently massaging my. Debbie lay waiting; she didn't have too wait long. Her bed room door slowly opened again and as she sat up the man came in. Her first thought was it's the wrong time of year for Santa.But this man was not jolly. He was big and fat and had the silvery hair and the bushiest beard she'd ever seen, but he had a dignity to him that more reminiscent of a college professor.He closed the door and came and sat by the side of her bed.He stroked her hair gently. "My! You're a pretty young thing aren't.