There was a scenario that you talked about online, but now you feel nervous, not knowing exactly how this will play out in real life. The only thing s...opping you from getting cold feet is that you've come this far. And the aching feeling deep inside you. You know, here in the center of your being, that the dark fantasy you always had finally caught up, he found you.There is a knock on the door.You freeze, look around the room one last time and stop at the reflection of yourself in the mirror. I. Oftentimes things not going fine meant me not being able to get it up. And every time that happened, it was a situation where the client was not going along with the program for one reason or another.’ ‘Did that happen every time someone went off-script?’ I asked. ‘No. In fact there were a lot of times when things went way off-script, but I still managed to give them what they came for anyway. Other times not. I’m sure I could have done better if I weren’t already having sex with someone –. "Did you abstain for a week like I toldyou to?" she asked to which I said yes back. She began fondling them to check if I was telling the truth, "wow they're full, you are telling the truth. Good boy, now turn around and bendover." I did as I was told, and Mistress grabbed the bottle of lube and began emptying it into my asscrack. She took her finger and began rubbing the lube onto my asshole before without warning she began sticking a finger in and out. It wasn't painful but it caught me by. .. I’ve got to admit, it was sort of interesting watching Mom get used like a slut.Not just like a slut, I realized. My Mom was a slut - she’d known this guy for what, 40 minutes before bringing him home and letting him fuck her in like ninety different positions.I even rubbed a few out myself, just watching them. I know, I know - it’s not like I was into what I was watching, but I’d been so worked up when I was interrupted ... and people fucking are people fucking, even if it is your tramp of.