I can only shake my head in wonder that Irving will give so much.“Without you I receive none of this,” I say. “I should know this when Irving fi...st speaks, I know one does not ever accept first...” I cannot think of right word.“First offer,” she helps me.“Offer, yes. Always make better offer in return, is right way of bargaining. But in this place I do not know what may be bargained. In store you do not bargain for things, and I think at first this is not done here. But then I see you make. I hate lockdown shopping. Text messages, emails and delivery drivers came and went and soon I was able to welcome three new items to feather my nest. A quite wonderful spotting scope that nestled light and comfortable in my hand, a tripod floor lamp to sit alongside my Lloyd Loom chair and a 100 Stars kimono jacket in dusty grey. It wasn't quite the same as hers, but it was the closest I could find. See, if that copycat slut was going to appropriate bits of me; well two can do that and she. "Matt, your dad is just upstairs," I said as he Matt grabbed me and picked me up. I couldn't help but notice that he as back at full staff. He carried me to the couch and laid me down as he pulled his briefs off to free his massive cock. He lifted his leg real quick to get them all the way off and got on top of me. He was hoovering above me with the head of his huge manhood just inches from my now wet pussy. "Matt, we really shouldn't..." I tried to protest as he eased his condom-less cock deep. I told my Mistresses that I was okay with whatever They had in mind for me. After Mistress Cayne restrained my cock and balls, Domina Thalia forced my head down and stuffed my ass with a pulsating inflating vibrator. With an evil grin, Thalia kept me on edge by varying the speed and size of Her ass-fucking vibrator. While they both laughed at my useless cock, Mistress Cayne told Domina Thalia how I had progressed from worshiping Her strapon to sucking dick for Her. She had even made me suck off.