‘Duncan never has to do this. He fucks all night long. His bum’s ever so sore some mornings.’ ‘I hope you don’t let anyone put anything up y...ur bottom!’ Emma said sternly with alarm. ‘So what if I did?’ Maisie challenged. Emma frowned. What sort of relationship did she have when she had neither the moral authority of a parent nor could demand the fidelity of a normal lover? How flawed was their relationship if there was so much open promiscuity and sex? ‘Just don’t!’ Emma said firmly. ‘Now,. I realize now that I will do literally anything she asks, and thank her for the privilege. Fueled by this revelation, I begin cleaning more diligently with my tongue. This is what I am meant to do, and I'll do a good job of it, I don't want Mistress to be angry with me.I lose track of time as my tongue and face make their way around Mistress' giant ass. I make sure to clean every inch, from the cheeks to the taint to her asshole. Suddenly, I hear her divine voice."Now slave, this is more like. The cameras couldn't be mounted in walls because they wouldn't have the flexibility to be moved around if the chosen spot was not optimum for my viewing pleasure. That meant a cabinet to conceal the camera. But a cabinet meant that there had to be something in the cabinet that the girls would want in their bedrooms and bathrooms. My second inspiration struck. A radio!As I told you we were in a small town in western Minnesota. There might be 10,000 lakes in the state but there are damn few radio. ..be right back!I slap his ass as I make my way to my walk-in closet. I carefully wheelout, on its own stainless steel cart, a brand new fuck machine. Thisfuck machine is a large black rectangular box with a stainless steel rodextending horizontally from one end. At the end of this steel rod is aremovable dildo. In my case, I have attached a large, black 9-inch dildofrom my personal collection. I wheel this cart slowly past my son so hecan have a look at it, before positioning it directly.