? It took several treatments, but finally therewas not one hair left on my body, that?s right, I was completely devoid of anybody hair or facial hair.... Once that wasaccomplished, Mistress Sherry took me to a tattoo place, and had the words?Mistress Sherry?s Property? tattooed in large block letters right over mypenis.? Without hair growing there again,it would be obvious to all that saw me what my position was with Mistress Sherry? a possession, a sub, a toy, a slave, a servant, a maid, a girly. So, mom and I decided to have a small party at our home. She invited her friends. I also called a few. But as normal friends are, everyone canceled as no parent was willing to send their kid out.The clock was ticking, and I went to the room as I didn’t know any of my mother’s friends. At around 10 pm, there was a knock on my door. I opened it, and I saw my mom standing with a sad face and a party hat.I stood by the door, resting my head by the edge, “Let me guess, your friends ditched you too.”. Or penises, something he longed to rub, maybe even try something else...Visiting urinals had always been a concern to Andy. He'd often found himself standing at the trough only to take hold and fail to build up the courage to release. Some people called it stage fright - pee shyness. Either way, he couldn't bring himself to go when he felt there was the slightest possibility of being watched. Here he was, desperate for the toilet, and yet still struggling to do something most people are more. My emotions are a complete jumble, this is my Son’s girlfriend, but she is really hot, and twenty years younger than me.My conscience seems to have gone on holiday, and I find my right hand has snaked down to her shorts and is massaging her mound through her shorts. She doesn’t object, so I continue unopposed. Her little gasps of pleasure tell me she doesn’t want me to stop. My tongue is now ensconced deep in her mouth and my whole hand caressing her sex. Her gasps become moans, and a large.