No one will be looking for me.The house will be empty for months, maybe years.I reached the kitchen and took a Coke out of the fridge, I then wentinto...the sitting room and sat on my favourite soft sofa.All that had happened to me went around in my head. The move to thisnew house, having to say goodbye to Sarah, my aching heart at loosingmy parents.I kept coming back to the fact that I was at home alone without anyoneto look after me. I was growing up, but I was still only just 11 yearsold. Too. You're just... just..." Just what?" She asked in a husky whisper. Later, I realized she may have been egging me on."Just really hot." I said in my own husky whisper. Mum sighed a little and said, "I've seen you peeking on me when Im in the bath... And when I get out.She was tracing a finger over the head of my cock. I could barely believe it. "If you promise not to tell anyone," mum said, suddenly very sternly, like her tone changed completely for a second."I promise." Promise?" Promise."She. Not having any look, I was beginning to lose hope and thinking this would turn out to be another Friday night spent alone masturbating to some low quality porn video I'd found online.A message appeared on my site mailbox, from someone called “Billy1990” saying the pics of my cock I'd attached to my profile were really hot and making him hard. After a bit of banter and sexy talk, I got down to business and asked him about meeting.Straight away he was up for it, and living alone in a shitty. The other end she joined in a similar manner to the strap at his knees. There was then no way that he could straighten or stretch out. “Now I want you to inchworm over to the door and I’ll be right back.” She said.Bob began to move laboriously, slowly turning toward the door. He had made very little progress by the time Vida returned with the cane switch. The third strap was limiting his pace. I heard her switch move through the air, not really whistling but making noise. The whisper of the.