” I was bubbling over wanting to do anything I could to please her. And to please her by playing with my piggy poo, this was all I could ask for.Lat...r that night I had problems. It was only the day before goddess had me play with my piggy poo, rubbing it into my face, and smearing it on my dicklet and posting pictures on the BDSM site where I met her. So this night when I tried to push out more to follow her command I just couldn’t. There was none to give. So I told her, “Sorry goddess, I tried. She asked him, "Do you find that sexy?"Carl responded, "I don't know?" What do you mean you don't know, are you gay?" rudely replied Mrs.Monet."No! I am not gay and I think that woman does look sexy!" Carlinterjected."Well, you don't have to get smart with me young man, go finish yourhomework!" yelled Mrs. Monet."Yes, mother dearest." Carl said sheepishly.Carl was now flustered and it was hard to concentrate on his homeworkafter being scolded by his stepmother, but he still loved looking at. She loved it and told them so. Then it was their turn to lay in the tub and she sprayed their emptied organ. I watched as they completed a short questionnaire about their reactions to the event before sending them on their way with instructions to practice pissing with an erection and to let us know when they had succeeded.Melanie rinsed and dried off and we made use of the bed we’d paid for. Even that limited interaction with a new naked man got her motor running. As we rested from our first. "She looked at him as if she didn't believe him, "Why is it so big? In my time, the computers fit in your hand. Even the Supreme Ruling Council uses a handheld computer to run the entire government. I don't think that there's a computer this big anywhere on earth."He sat down with her and for 2 hours showed her how to operate the computer. He showed her how to access the Internet and had to explain what the Internet was. He left her to get accustomed to the computer and went outside. He wanted.