My mom was standing there with a cup of tea in her hands. She quietly entered the room and kept the cup on the table and left. My father all the time ...as thinking of business and my mother quenched her sexual desire through my sister’s father in law. I took the tea slowly sipping and thinking. Next within few minutes Mom came in my room. She was saying this with tears coming in her eyes “ your father is always after business, he has not spared sometime for me and my feelings. This will not. Her body yearned for his hands to cover her with that warmth. He reached down, grabbed her shirt where it tucked into her jeans and pulled it out of them. He moved to the top of the shirt, just below her neck and unbuttoned the first button. Her breath caught in a gasp, as she felt his hand in her cleavage. The tingle in her womanhood turned into a spark, igniting the small fire of desire there. His hands moved slowly down her shirt, unbuttoned each button and spread it apart exposing her red. Pigs like you only get lower case letters in referring to themselves.I have an assignment for you. I want to see you whipped with a belt....I mean WHIPPED. Red assed is good....welts are better. Do you have someone who can do it for you? If not I will come up with an assignment for you that is solo.i'm 19yo and live in Paris, France. i live in an apartment i share with 2 other people who have no idea i am a pigboy which sometimes impose restrictions to what i can do. i am still a student.. You bring your face down to mine and you look into my eyes. "I know you'd never sucked cock before you met me, and you are doing better than you once did, but you have no rhythm as you suck my she-cock." I am sorry Mistress, I am trying my hardest," I say barely concealing my disappointment in my failure."I know boy -- you try hard, but you need much more practice, and I am not sure I can patiently wait for you to get it." You look off into space as you think about how you can solve the issue..