Soft little pecks fall on my shoulder blades, turning to a wet rain as she works her way down, down the riverbed of my spine, licking at my tailbone. ...is hand is at the nape of my neck, keeping me on task, his cock leisurely fucking its way in and out of my mouth. I hear somewhere her glasses landing on a bedside stand, then her mouth is kissing my bare ass cheeks, her teeth nibbling gently into the flesh. I arch my back, his dick sliding out for a moment against my chin, a tiny tear of precum. I was much embarrassed to be expressing my ignorance. However, Kathy was not amused to have her servants to be laughing at my expense and she made to punish them by making them further my education and understanding. I was shocked when she ordered both of them to lower their breeches and to expose their lower parts which hitherto had been hidden.They both did so without any hesitation and Kathy then commanded them to take out their affairs from their undergarments and it was then that for the. I said to her “If I were to die suddenly, I want you to immediately sell all my stuff”. “Now why would you want me to do something like that?” she asked. “I figure that you would eventually remarry and I don’t want some other wanker using my stuff”. She looked at me and said: “What makes you think I’d marry another wanker?”Sent my washing to the cleaners the other day with a note enclosed ‘use more soap powder on pants’. When the laundry came back there was another note attached ‘use more paper. I could plant better than before. My follow-through went superhigh! My legs swung more easily; there was less in the way of the swing,I sighed philosophically, but happily.Stepmom and I worked religiously for days at recovering my kicking form.We attracted a small, loyal following of boys from grades seven to elevenfrom local schools. Once or twice, she would helpfully bend over and pickup balls. I would kick away. Once or twice, she would fetch them. I wouldkick away.Because it took some time.