'The mental laughter this time was long and hearty.Okay, okay, let me back it up a little. See, when Stephanie decided to make her run for the White H...use, it was clear that as a single woman, she wouldn't stand a chance, but there was no suitable husband material in the picture. She had been so preoccupied with her political ambitions, and immersed so deeply in her link with the G-girls and I that she never bothered with outside relationships."What am I going to do, Dad?" She asked her father. Both boys wore theirchastity devices and high heeled pumps and were practicing theirmovements. Helen wanted them to "move as one" in this humiliating danceof submission. The boys kept moving and concentrated on smoothmovements. Helen had a small crop she was more than willing to apply tothe back and legs of each boy. In fact she rather enjoyed the littleyelps each boy emitted when struck.Helen was on the phone with her mother and outlined the training processto her. It seemed that her mother. Old Abernathy didn't press her and she stopped thinking about it ... until now."Come in, Mr. Masterson," Brenda said. "Why don't we sit at the dining room table? It might be more convenient for you." Yes ... that's fine, thank you," he smiled as he entered the home.Brenda took his coat and hung it on the coat stand by the door, then led him to the dining room."You have a beautiful home, Mrs. Polson. Very traditional on the outside yet very modern on the inside. I really like the layout." Thank. “Put your mouth on me!” he said and I could hear the lust in his voice. His cock sticking almost straight up and rock hard, I moved to all fours and lowered my mouth onto him. My lips parted and felt his firm dick fill my mouth and stretch my lips. He tasted different than I imagined but I found I loved it. “Yes, yes, don’t stop!” he said passionately, and I tried sucking his head even faster. I felt his hand on the back of my head, but didn’t resist as he pushed my mouth deeper onto his hard.