"How did you know he had claimed to be at a Fenestra meeting? He didn't tell me." Mrs. Chatsworth mentioned it, when she asked if we could go to a con...ert. That's why she talked to Aubrey to get his agreement to our going." But you didn't tell her the Fenestra thing was bogus?" No." Bob was getting angry, knowing he had been duped by Aubrey with his fanciful tale."Thank you, John. I shall have another word with Aubrey when he is next in the office. Oh, and by the way. It was never my intention. Smith began the reshuffling ceremony. She announced that the senior students would depart to assemble and arrange their evening costumes. Meanwhile, the gentlemen were invited to relax with coffee and brandy while awaiting their imminent return. Each gentleman would find a number beneath his placemat. Rather than a raffle, Mrs. Smith had slyly fashioned distinct pairings for this final evening of Father-Daughter Weekend. The assignments were based upon fetish feedback forms submitted by the. No one will see us here anyways." Mark wasn’t exactly sure why his mum wanted him to take of all his clothes in the middle of a public park, even if they weren’t really visible from here, and they hadn’t seen many people yet, he was still a bit confused about it, but didn’t argue, and he did as he was told. He almost never argued with his mother, because she knew what was best for him, something she always told him. Mark was standing there naked, Helen placed herself in front of him on her. As we get to his door he doesn’t even let me open it, instead pinning me to the wall, pushing his lips onto mine, feeling his tongue on mine, his hands all over me, pushing me through the door. Once inside, the roles change as I pin him to the wall, kissing him, taking his shirt off to reveal that ripped body, kissing down his neck to his chest and his stomach, slowly undoing his jeans as I feel him getting harder against me. Slowly I move down his body to his bulging cock, and am shocked at.