I grabbed my boner and gave it a hardy wanking, wondering if mother ever wanked her, as I imagined it, puffed out clit. It's a great way to begin the ...ay and pass time while the bathroom was occupied.After my own shower, I met mom in the kitchen. She kissed me on the cheek and wished me happy birthday. I helped her make breakfast. My mom isn't the greatest cook. She's more likely to heat a packet of instant creamed cereal than whip up eggs florentine. We compromised and had scrambled eggs with. She paid special attention to hischest, too."Okay, honey, all done," she said as she put the measuring tape away in adrawer. "It looks like you made it in under the deadline, barely. Itshould arrive in about two months, so you'll have it when you need it.Anything else you need?" No, thanks." Okie dokie! See you when it comes in, then!" Janiele waved a cheerfulfarewell. "Or maybe earlier!" Huh? Oh." Paul didn't think he'd need to stop by anytime soon; hisexisting outfit was a little old,. You're left bewildered, considering the lack of wind, and pick up the mysterious note.~•~Hello, lucky holder!You have been gifted with a wish! But not just any wish. No, this is a wish… from Eros! If you are unfamiliar with him, Eros is the God of sexual desire! He is, as you humans refer to, Cupid! For aeons, he has been making mortals fall in love with each other, give in to sexual tension, or even create profound lust between two of your people. But today, young reader, you have been given a. My body responding to the pain it craves but knowing there will be no pleasure to match it today. Knowing me so well you drag your fingers through my cunt and show me my own juices on them. ‘So slut, getting turned on are you? What the fuck does that make you? It makes you a filthy dirty whore doesn’t it?’....’Yes Sir’ I whisper in return. ‘Not good enough, I can’t hear you’....with that more slaps rain down on my punished cunt. I repeat my reply louder and louder ‘Yes Sir I am a filthy dirty.