...I went back to concentrating on fucking her and then just stopped, she just screamed "NO!" and started slamming back against my dick like a woman p...ssessed, she then reached under to start rubbing her pussy since I was massaging her asshole. I gave her a few minutes then started picking up the pace and raised my leg up to change the position of my thrusts which always hits her spot, she immediately raised her head up while grabbing the sheets and looked over her shoulder at me with lustful. And we don't want that to happen, now do we?And then it happened. I got off the toilet seat and was about to pull up both my briefs and pants, when something appeared through the hole. Instantly I knew the purpose of that hole! "HOLY SHIT!" I cursed as I closed my eyes. Inhale. Exhale. That really didn't happen now did it? I thought as I started to count from one to ten. Yeah, it was a strange flash. It had to have been my imagination going into overdrive. But after having counted to ten, I. If She wanted my help changing, then I would be ready for Her needs. I would then take my Queen to dinner; tonight would be Italian as my Queen would have the cheese-stuffed ravioli and grilled chicken. To drink, I would have a bottle of Apothic Inferno, the wine that is aged in Whiskey Barrels from 2017. For the end of dinner, I would have strong, espresso, and tiramisu for Her. For myself, I would order a ribeye and water. I eat a limited diet, almost carnivore. The water is because I don’t. From then on at home Mom and I began a teasing and pleasing game. Like when she’d called me into her bedroom a few day’s after my birthday.“Hey Dick, help me with new bra hook will you darling?”She was facing her mirror wearing a new black bra which still had the label on it.That was hot shit.My fingers fumbled with the tiny hooks in the small of her back but then she slowly swivelled round to face me.“Do you think it fits me OK?”I coloured up as I swam in her perfume; gazing at her enticing.