They had a lot to talk about just like we did,’ Ernest reminded his brother. ‘That’s true. I’m not really complaining. We’ve gone over a lot...of territory too, and the little joke we cooked up took a little thought and planning.’ ‘Frank, do you really think we should?’ Ernest pleaded. ‘Sure. We decided, remember. We’ll give ’em about twenty minutes or so to get to sleep, and then we’ll play our little trick on ’em.’ ‘Frank, are you sure you want to do this. I’ve never even considered sleeping. Dan was eating my cum, combined with the juices of his wife, and the look on his face was one of complete joy and surrender. He no longer had a wife, married yes, but not a wife, Laurel’s attachment was to me and to our inevitable c***d together and he would never father a c***d, Dan had been professionally converted in to a sub beta male. A chubby, hairy, early balding 25 year old, with a 4” penis, he could now relax and accept his born inferiority status, no more anxiety or over. So you did, I replied, unsure how I was possibly going to deal with talking to my Mom now that both of our naughty secrets had been spilt in such a revealing way. I was mortified by how my Mother had found out about my sexual identity and I was stunned by her own story of submission. I hadnt really had time to process all this information before I had to get ready for my first date ever. She was even easier than I thought she would be, Karen said with a smile. Trying to change the subject, not. ...''''its nothing you can tell me''''yes i did once but it was a mistake''''its ok boy. its ok''his hands rubbing my face 2 finger rubbing on my lipsei was looking at him his 2 fingers pressuring my lips to let them in''slowly slowly , good boy show how you sucked that cock, its ok boy ''i was gently made to suck on his 2 big black fingershidden in the back sucking on his fingers the sound of his pant zipper later and he was helping my hands on his bbc''mmmm your hands so small, yes touch it,.