It was a thong in the back but cut wide in the front. I held the dainty thing. My mom wore thongs? My dick throbbed in my boxers. My heart hammered.�...Eric,” Mom called. “I hear you moving around. Want some breakfast?”“Yeah, Mom,” I gasped and bolted from her room before she found me. I ducked into mine, the thong still in hand.I thrust it beneath my pillow, my dick already hard again. I shuddered and grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I dressed quickly, wanting to masturbate again, but I. " Mmm, yes," I gasped between mouthfuls of hard manmeat, "I am such a slut, I know. I can't help myself. I just want to suck on all the hottest, hardest cocks. I love the feel of them inside me and I need the taste of their cum as it shoots out over my mouth and face!"With this, I began really to go for it, to gobble right down on the two cocks. Now, instead of licking them, I was really sucking. I would swallow most of the length of one, opening my throat right up to pump it in and out of my. Freud focuses primarily on moralmasochism, which, he argues, begins when "the ego reacts with feelingsof anxiety. . . to the perception that it has failed to perform to thebehests of its ideal, the superego. . . As Freud himself argued, manyof his own patients who were diagnosed as masochistic were either men oreffeminized men who sought to be punished by the symbolic father and tohave passive (feminine) sexual relations to him. For the moralmasochist, the ego reacts with feelings of anxiety. "Then show me. Cum for me," Erika demanded. "Show me you're my slut. My naughty little dyke."Jamie didn't need to be encouraged as she felt the wave envelope her body as she bucked up and down on Erika's arm which she gripped tightly. She felt her vagina clamp down on Erika's hand as she removed it ever so slowly and then slip out as the older woman leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.Jamie drifted off to sleep with her head on Erika's chest. She felt the older woman's nipple at her.