I had not reached her boundaries in the eighteen months she had been with me. I am sure she had them, but I had not found them as yet and I wasn’t s...re I wanted to go very much further in searching for them. Perhaps my boundaries were narrower than hers. I left her with a leash on, tied to an eyebolt in the wall in the kitchen. Her instruction for the day was to defrost the fridge and prepare dinner for that evening. The leash, attached to her iron neck ring, was long enough to give her. Janet and I both watch in awe as Peter uses two hands to scratch Rogers arse, leaving marks, then digs his nails in, while he is licking just the tip of his cock, which has Roger moaning, “Harder, do it harder, so good, so fucking good, so fucking good, watch me cum, watch me cum,” as he teases the tip of his cock with his fingers, then shoots all over Peter’s chest.Ten minutes later Peter and Roger are both freshly showered and Peter is licking my nipples while his lady is licking Roger’s. .. it was..." Seriously ... do we have to talk about it more, Mom? It's really O.K. I won't do it anymore and you won't either. O.K.?"Jennifer pondered his response. It didn't seem to her that her son was upset by what had happened. She thought that maybe kids are more resilient than she realized. And perhaps, while her behavior was drastic, it really did nip Ryan's behavior in the bud and shock him out of his weird acting out."O.K., Honey. I understand that it would make you feel uncomfortable. The family wanted to get away from the perpetual violence that plagued the growing town. After forty years, the farm was really starting to pay off.As John walked through the rows of corn, he was smiling with anticipation of the supper that his wife, Mary, was making. He could almost taste the fried chicken and mashed potatoes. Hearing a sound in the cornrows behind him, John hollered out Hurry up Bobby, your mom's about got supper ready! There was no reply from his son, just the same movement.