Since nobody else was coming up to the stage halfway through her third song she came back and lied on the floor right in front of me. That’s when it...got really hot; she started to stick her fingers in that sexy camel toe cunt of hers. I got hard as a rock, and then she stuck one of her fingers in her ass, not just a tease but all the way in up to her hand. Holy shit i thought i was gonna bust a nut right there, it was so difficult not to start rubbing my cock right there at the stage. When her. When she got home, she would notice the improvements and compliment me,but then she would notice that I hadn't vacuumed, or color coordinatedmy shoes, or set my hair, and I would get a terrible beating onceagain.I knew that the only way out of this situation was to regain mystrength so I could best her at arm wrestling. Sharon let me use herweight room when she was at work. Maybe she was just trying to shame meinto being more of a man. I tried to work out, but even her smallestweights were too. I distinctly remember coming upon the point where a river cut through the forest and finding in its path a number of large stones that disrupted the flow of water. Atop their weather-beaten surface sat a darkish green frog with black stripes, calling to me as a siren would sailors. In my childish wisdom, I thought it would be safe to step into the raging torrent of the river to pursue this slimy creature.Most obviously, it was not.A little boy would have drowned that day were it not for one. Dunn inquired if I was masturbating in her house, I must have gone bright red and informed her that I had not had a wank in ages because the bed was too noisy and she was always in the house, She then told me to get on my hands and knees so she could wash my back properly. I did as I was told and after running the sponge over my back a few times Mrs. Dunn soaped up the sponge then began to wash my balls, I very nearly shot my load there and then but just about managed to hold it back, Mrs. Dunn.