I am afraid I do not know enough to complete the task."Shadow waited for a minute before speaking again."Page, what is the most important piece of kno...ledge a trainer can teach a slave?"Page was not sure what he was asking. She tried to think. Was positions the most important or verbal responses, or was it sexual skills that were the most important? There was so much that a slave must learn.Page returned again to her touchstone of truth. "Sir, please forgive this worthless slave for not knowing. A apart of him revelling in the gentle, delicate caress of his mother's hands, while another side of him was trying to convince himself this wasn't all just a dream and that any second he would wake up.He glanced towards the window nervous of the idea, any moment they could be found out. His mother appeared to have no such nerves. she reached for the waistband to his briefs and tugging it down, released his cock. His pipe like shaft sprang upright, bouncing. Once....twice...three times before. She knew, of course, that she wouldn't have existed if her mother hadn't fucked her father, but Cyn wondered if her mother was fucking somebody now. Somebody Cyn wasn't aware of. Did her mom sneak into a closet at her job and fuck one of her coworkers? Or get down on her knees and suck on his cock?Moving the vibrator in and out of her pussy while she imagined her mother spreading her legs and getting fucked by one of Cyn's 'customers', made Cyn feel incredibly guilty and incredibly excited. She. My sis was playing with her nipples, pinching them and I began doing the same as I crouched outside their door. I was feeling just as if I was up over Ron with his cock was going in and out of me.Oh, I was rubbing like mad. This was so sexy, so arousing.The tingle that I often got when I masturbated grew until it was all over my legs and midsection and I began to tremble as I was overtaken by a massive orgasm. A bright white light flashed in my eyes and the next thing I knew was Denise and Ron.