’ Paige laughed. ‘Boys will be boys.’ ‘That’s not the worst of it. Amanda invited two girls and three boys, but only two of the boys showed ...p. The girls wanted to dance. The two boys wanted to eat their cake and call their parents to pick them up. I can’t say that I blame them. Have you heard the music kids are dancing to these days?’ This struck Paige as funny. ‘Poor Brian, wait until Amanda becomes a teenager.’ ‘I think she’s already there. She asked if I was boinking you.’ ‘What?’ Paige. No, I had desired her since I first felt the stirrings of sexual desire. My desire for her was what started the journey to accepting that I was a lesbian. She knows I am. I came out to her when I was sixteen. She did not get angry. She loved me still, even after I told her while crying in shame. She hugged me and told me it changed nothing. I was still her daughter. Being gay made little difference.No one stirred my lusts like my mother. Whenever she wore anything that enhanced her already. ‘Simply by pressing this button,’ Sally continued, ‘I’veactivated two of the electromagnets that are inside theleather of this woman’s wrist straps, forcing them to locktogether no matter how much she might try to resist.’And as they watched me struggle in the vain attempt toseparate my wrists, my friends stopped giggling andlooked on in absolute silence; worried that this was all justpart of a confidence trick, but eager to see what else theseleather straps could do.‘But of course, each strap. "Come again Debs, my hot little fuckslut, like you did the last time. Loud and wet, spurt your cum juices all over my pussyfucker, and then you can clean them all off with your mouth." At first all Debs could focus on was the pleasure/pain in her ass, but as he slowly strokes in and out, the pleasure returns with a vengeance and hits her like a steam train. His fingers spreads her wetness on her clit and pinches, then moves back to fill her pussy. Three fingers spreads her and curves inside,.