"She's fucking Eric. She wanted to surprise him. He's always had a thing for her. Do you want to screw?"I pulled her to me, kissed her tiny boobs, and...guided my cock into her snatch. Breakfast would wait.A couple of months later, Abby's son Bruce was inducted into "adult" status. Bruce had tinted his cock and balls bright red with some sort of dye or paint. Apart from that, his body had no other paint or ornamentation. I also noticed that his pubes were shaved, and was told later that this was. ” He pulled & twisted at the nipple watching sissy grimace. “Are you a slut?” “Yes sir, master. I’m a slut.” “Well slut, my laundry is outside & while I’m wining, dining, & fucking your sexy wife this evening I expect you to take care of it.” Releasing his grip Tyrone walked to the living room, casually ordering, “A drink sissy, Now!” I made my entrance down the stairs as sissy was bending at the waist, offering my hunk of a date his drink. “Constance, you look radiant!” He rose to kiss me, a. . manly and handy. "Sometimes you really gets on my nerves!" I do?" Yes. Must I spell everything out in the tiniest molluskular detail?" Molluskular? That's not..." Never mind! She want's you to fuck a child in her!" Oh my god!" At last! Really Joe. Sometimes I wish that... Yes. And I agreed." You did?" Don't you dare start that again!" she warned me, not that I had the slightest idea what she was talking about now either."No, dear, I wont." Good. Yes. We have agreed that Mondays and Thursdays. "Lora, I'm sorry. Ishouldn't have -" You didn't do anything but ask a natural question. I even laid thegroundwork for you to ask it. Do you see what I mean about God's work,I'm not a believer by the way? People do shit to other people, likeyou, and now we can help unshit them." Another grin lit her face. "Ihave been to the dark place, and I'm not going back there. Relentlesspositivity is the watchword now."Plymouth remained Plymouth as she took me around it, but it feltdifferent now - there was.