He dipped a single finger back inside of me and slowly probed me; kissing my temple and holding me close.“Do you want to get me hard again?” he wh...spered in my ear.I got up and shifted my body away from him to expose his penis. Lying beside him, I grabbed his cock, which was already partially hard, and began stroking him; giving him long, slow strokes until he firmed up in my hand.Focusing just on his head, I stroked him faster, watching his foreskin slide up and down over his bulging. It was clean shaved.Even though I was scared, my dick was already hard, and I couldn’t help rubbing my cock from my boxer. As I was doing that, I heard a knock on my door. Adjusting my boxer, I opened the door, and it was my stepmom with coffee in her hand.I smiled at her as she walked inside. “I heard Priyanka shouting at you. Everything alright?” she asked as she was about to leave. “It’s nothing,” I replied, feeling a little bit embarrassed. She didn’t say anything and left.Even though it. He look at my dildo sitting next to me and it made him wonder what els I could do so he asked . Do you take all of that . I responded with a yes an that I was quite clean . I asked if he would like to fuck my lil sissy pussy and again he was not sure but took the chance . I blew him hard again and he slid it in and was surprised that I could take him so easy as well as how nice my lil pussy felt on his cock , he worked it and soon had me whimpering like a lil girl . And he worked it really well. That could have been anyone's foot. Only Heather and Marcie were identifiable."All I need is one frame," Ned declared through clenched teeth. "One stinkin' frame..." Stop."Heather pulled back, though she stared at her Mistress' foot with longing.Laura smiled. "Very good, slave. You are far more tractable now than you have ever been. While I may miss some of that old resistance, it was indeed getting just that: old." I'm sorry if I ever disappointed you, Mistress," Heather said."I suspect those.