Even if my bum was stinging like mad! She told me thatshe wasn't interested in actually trying to make me look like a girl,with makeup and wigs. I thi...k her aim was more to humiliate me and stripme of masculinity. She had thought of a new name for me - from now on shewould refer to me as "june". Appropriate, seeing as today's date was June1st.Eventually she told me to put my regular clothes back on. She handed methe black thong I was wearing earlier, and also gave me a matching silkyblack vest. She wants to stay free. That means mouth shut and disappear.”“OK, but, for me, it’s not a nice feeling to be in the hands of a slave. I prefer it the other way round.”Gordon Firth says, “But you always used to tell me you had connections in Washington?”“Yeah. Washington. Pick you up. Put you down. You never know exactly where you are with Washington people. Maybe I should offer ‘use of facilities’ for people Washington would like to have disappear? Take ‘em. Train ‘em. Sell ‘em. Make some money. My prick stiffened even more and I nodded eagerly. "Well, not tonight." she smiled wickedly "I don't want you coming before you're inside me." She was right. If she placed those cherry red lips around my pulsating member, I would have sprayed the back of her throat for sure!The condom was now in place and my mother said she wanted to ride on top so I took my position, flat on the bed. I was shaking with anticipation as she climbed above me, hovering above my thick shaft. I held my cock for her. I closed my eyes again as both Pierre and Jess put their hands on me. I was trembling with excitement waiting for them to begin. This was heaven when Pierre gave me a sample yesterday. Tonight was beyond paradise. Each worked on their own half of my back, both moving slowly and in sync with each other. My body was shaking from their sensual touches. As Pierre and Jess got to my ass each kneading and squeezing a cheek, I let out a low moan of pleasure. Pierre stopped for a few seconds and then.