" Oh yeah?" I raised my eyebrows. "Tell you what. As long as you don't kick me and stuff, I'd rather you just acted like yourself." How can I act like...anybody but myself?" he asked."Another good point," I said. "You're a smart little boy." I know," he said. "Mommy tells me that all the time." So can I see your other drawings?"Instead of answering me verbally, he went to a drawer and opened it. He pulled out a sheaf of papers and handed them to me. I sat down on the bed and started going through. ” “I’m can be a terror when I need to be,” he said, trying to sound ominous. I hadn’t thought of Harold since he ran off, tail twixt his scrawny legs. Bete had rules and principle, I already knew. I had no worried from him, unlike my former ‘father’. “You’re taking to this like a duck to water from what I’ve heard.”“Heard?” I asked, coyly.“The cleaning staff worked extra hard in the gym,” said John nodded. “I instructed security to clean up after themselves from now on.”“You left me high and. “Oh, fuck yes, thank you Daddy!” She throws her head back and squeals like the true piggy slut she is.Reaching up, I grap ahold of her huge milk white udders and squeeze them. I love how good they look in contrast to my dark black hands and the way the flesh bulges out around my fingers. I tweak her small pink nipples between my thumb and fingers, twist them as she begins to slide up and down on my dick. Her phat pussy stretched out and filled up. She looks down into my eyes and asks, “Does. They then saw some sex toys and Fiona admitted she had a couple of vibrators that sometimes she used when she was alone but also Roger liked watching her playing with them. Tracey admitted that she had a large selection of toys that she used regularly. She picked a large black strap on and jokingly said, 'How do fancy shocking uncle with is?''That would make his eyes water,' Fiona giggled.They finished their shopping and went home. Tracey did dinner and they sat around in the evening chatting.