I then took the medallion into my mom?s room and I began to pull out her clothing cause I was going to become my mom for 12 hours so I can go out and ...uy women?s clothing without getting nasty looks from other women.So after pulling out my mom?s clothing I put the medallion around my neck. I reached over and picked up my mom?s blouse and touched it to the medallion and I felt that familiar spark run through my entire body. So I knew there was nothing stopping the transformation. I watched as. Definitely." If you are sure, Fifty," Jo says, caringly.I nod. "Yes," I say, "quite sure." In which case, there needs to be a change of behaviour. No more masturbating!"I'm surprised by this, but I know I have to accept what Jo says. "No Mistress." Unless of course, you are specifically directed to by one of the staff. You will carry out any such sexual acts with the other slaves as you are directed. You will make your mouth, vagina and arse available, as required. You are the sexual property. A boring show might be enough time to actually get off. And public blowjobs were part of the game as well. I would often try to move her blowjobs towards normal sex, but rarely was I successful. Our sex was great, don't get me wrong, but three or four times a week was about as often as we did it, while I probably felt her lips on my cock at least twice a day. On occasion she'd get in the mood for a marathon, and I'd spend half the day with my cock between her lips.I never got tired of watching. ”“You’ve done everything you can,” said Mindy. “What are you going to do? Rake the ashes one more time?”“I don’t know,” he said, truthfully. “But I feel like I have to do something. Everything he entrusted to me is gone.”“You still have the truck,” argued Jennifer.He ignored her. “You two stay there. I have to go.”“I’m not staying in bed naked, with my mother!” snorted Jennifer.He gazed at them both. The look in his eyes was detectable to both women, even as far away from them as he was..