They were both editors for the paper and had a reputation for being elitist. Clifford had been the bane of their sarcastic jokes more than once and St...cy had often been lampooned in their paper along with her sister. To her this was a punishment long overdue."How much of this stuff do we need to use, Cliffy?" She held up the brew and waggled it in Clifford's face."Only a few drops, it's very potent." Okay, you create a distraction out here and I will slip it into their coffee." She opened the. She stopped and stood up with a smirk."See, wasn't that nice?" Yes thank you mistress," Riley replied, somehow even more frustrated thanbefore."Oh I know I'm teasing you," she said, as she slid his thong back up overthe cage, "how would you like to tease me?" As she said this she reachedinto the drawaer behind him and pulled out a 7" strap-on."I'll make you a deal Riley, you get to fuck me in the ass until I cum,and then as many strokes as that takes I'll return the favor, you're sopent up. She'd--The doorbell interrupted her reverie, and Carla almost dropped the brandy from the surprise. "Who... who's there?" Mrs. West?" a husky, deep voice came through the door. "I'm Mr. McDonald. Eddie's father. I'd like to speak to you, if I may." Of course." Carla hurried to the door, opened it to let Mr. McDonald in. He was tall, almost as tall as Arnold, and older but in a distinguished way. He was dressed casually in a lime green polo shirt and matching slacks, loafers on his feet. He. Then when I was bathing, I started masturbating by saying my mom’s name again.Then I realized that I had forgotten my towel. I called out to my mom. She came near the bathroom. I saw her big boobs and also her nipple was visible because she didn’t wear a bra at home.Mom:- What happened?Me:- I forgot to bring the towel.Mom:- Wait, I will give it to you.Mom gave me a towel. After that, I started masturbating again thinking of my mom’s boobs. I had two weeks to fuck mom. I just needed some.