” He said, an edge of determination to his voice that drew a giggle from Emma.“Okay tough guy… Well if you don’t the pea’s are still icy col...!”—–Carter panted hard as he buried his face in the pillow. He wasn’t sure if it had been the frequent cage wearing or the several sessions of her specific training, but as he knelt on the bed, pale thighs spread wide as he raised his ass and arched his back down feeling the bed against his abdomen, he could feel his soft cock beneath him, his willpower. .No. Wait. This whole story is full of turning points. The coincidences in our three lives had brought us to turning points dozens ... hundreds ... maybe thousands of times. So there was no primary turning point.So what I should have said was that one of the turning points I actually saw and recognized AS a turning point, was when Lynne blinked, and kind of stuttered: "We're all naked!"Now I don't know if I, being a man, just got used to nudity a little quicker than a woman would, or whether I. She says that entering a life of discipline and living to serve others will make her a better person. I know this because three times a day, her Master spanks her ass and makes her say things like that out loud. I still don’t know if I really believe it, though. I am skeptical because I think my Mom may be playing this guy, and she just hasn’t chosen to tell me how it is all going to shake out.I assumed that was why my Aunt Kim left Jerry and joined us on this little escapade. They are working. We kept perfect rhythm as I continued to pound her pussy like a runaway freight train. She finally pushed me away and hopped off the vanity spinning around and bending over so I could enter her from behind. Once again I buried my cock deep, my balls slapping her clit with every stroke. With every passing second we were getting closer and closer to the point of no return. She was pushing her ass back towards me on every stroke as my cock was driving deep into her sweet pussy. With one final.