*** Chris continued to rub Will’s neck. Will’s massive shoulders sank and he hung the phone up on the receiver. He turned to his boyfriend, his bi... eyes lidded with tears, ‘I tried, Chris, I really did. She hung up on me. She just tramps all over me.’ Chris wrapped his thin, wiry arms around Will and softly nuzzled him, ‘Its okay lover. It’s all right.’ Chris led him to the couch where Will stretched out, putting his massive bearded face into Chris’s lap. He felt the gentle touch of Chris’s. Raat ko mai kahan kha kar jaldi se room me aakar soone ka natak karne laga, thori der me maa bhi didi ke saath aagai, us din maa bahut jaldi kaam khatm kar ke aagai thi, khair mai maa ke soone ka intjaarKarne laga, thori hi der me didi ke jane ke baad maa dhire se bed par aakar let gai, karib ek ghnte tak lete rahne ke baad maine dhire se aankhe kholi aur maa ki taraf sarak gaya, thori der me jab meine varamde ki halki roshni me maa ko dekha to chounk para, maa ne aaj saari ki jagah nighty. My cock was still wet from my previous cums and from her mouth, so her hand slid somewhat as she stroked me. “Ok, that’s enough,” she said, and I stopped immediately. “Get down on your back,” she ordered me. “Now. On the floor. On your back. Trust me.” I did as I was told and once I was on my back she continued to stroke my cock. Then she suddenly lifted me by my legs and bent me over myself, so that my legs were over my head and my cock was dangling (actually pointing, since it was still so. I responded as she asked and realised that this was the final sign of my capitulation. Harriet was not Aunty Janet and there was no way that she would have forced the bra around my chest and over my shoulders. She was only an eleven-year-old girl and had no control over me based on superior strength. My extended arms were the clearest demonstration of my submission. Harriet slipped the straps over my shoulders then gently turned me around to attend to the catch. I felt the band tighten.