Kevin had grown into old age. He sat upon his throne with a large, grey beard and wearing the most intricately crafted attire crafted of leather made ...rom human flesh except it was still black so you would never know. In his old age he had not grown weak or feeble but stronger than he had ever been, his muscles bulging from many years of fucking the many big boobied ladies of his castle so hard they would have died if they were not immortal. Except he had grown weak and feeble now, not because. Shreayas looks at the table and sees a glass full of milk. He knew it was cow milk and feels sad and tells: “Mommy I don’t want this milk. I want milk by breastfeeding” Riya tells: ” Shreayas, you are a big kid. I did that all in past so that you will consider me as your mom. And I feel it’s not a good habit, after all, I went through” Tears dropping from Shreayas and he tells: ” You are my own mom. But you don’t consider me as your own son.One day you will take Tarun as your son and forget me”. "Complicate my life."She smiled back but then looked serious and a trifle shy. "Um ... I'm not sure how to say this but ... um ... Mum says it's my hormones."Harry nodded reassuringly."Well, I've been wanting to experiment a bit." I'm not surprised."She smiled at him gratefully and told him her views about experimenting with him and other young men and then about the evening she had flirted with Richard. She told him about the tempting little voice. She told him Richard's parable. At least that. Erica and I have been friends and associates for a long time. We have shared many things over the years, including girls. I agreed to continue your training while she is away, do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress." "You must realize that you must obey me as you would obey her. Failure will result in a truly painful punishment. Are you prepared to accept the orders of another Mistress?" "Yes, Mistress. Else I would not be here tonight." "Good. I see that you already know the correct.