Over the last few weeks their playing had gone a lot farther than before. Being fingered by Vic in the restaurant. Making the salesman cum in the stor.... Being fingered again by Vic at the party, and then going down on him. Her body tingled with excitement as she thought back to these events. "I told you. I like our games." A long pause. "But that doesn't mean I want to involve people we know. Can you imagine what would happen if Sally found out? God, she'd kill me. And we'd have to move out of. The abuse he was showing me was a tremendous turn-on and I had not been allowed to cum all day.Also in the bag was a pair of flip-flops, in pink, of course, with bright yellow flowers on them.I still had my dog collar on, and a quick sideways glance into the bathroom mirror confirmed my fears. I may as well have had the words “faggot slut” stamped on the shirt. Looking at my rear, I could just make out the bright pink end of the butt plug showing through the bikini underwear. My body shave left. But later I acted as that I saw nothing and knocked at the door, she came after few seconds and opened the door and gave me smile and I gave the food container telling her that my mom gave and returned back to my home. And at that night I mastrubated by thinking about her.From then I got more urge about fucking her but I dint get a proper idea to convinve/ seduce her to fuck me.One day no one was at home, and my aunt came to my house to talk to my mom and I thought it would be a great idea to. A sudden thought had him writing "sunlight" in the bad column. He wondered if the healing worked for sunlight damage. Further thought made him write "identity" in the bad column. How had she hidden herself over the centuries?He returned to the good column and thought some more. So far, it wasn't looking good for the "good" team. Remembering the way she'd manhandled him, he wrote down "strength" and then "power," smiling quirkily as he did. He thought it was sexy the way she handled him, even.