I picked it up. it was bob. hey tim. she's going to be late. let me talk to her I said in a manly voice . bob said ok here. 21. 22. 23. it was Lisa co...nting out of breath. lisa you ok. 24444oha said said . what's he saying I heard another guy ask. bob took the phone back. And said do worry she be back later. ok he said it in a nice ok punkish way. you better not hurt her. the clock ticked 1:00am 2:00am 3:00 am. it was then I heard a car peel out about a half block from our house and a guy. " yes mom, anything you want." "good boy, now get up and stick that cock of yours in mommys ass." getting up on my knees i spit on the head of my cock and slowly started to slide into her ass. "OH GOD YES SON, THATS IT FUCK MOMMYS ASS. I WANT YOU TO POUND IT!" she cried. with my cock all the way in her ass i started to thrust with all my strength. in and out of her ass i could feel my balls slap her wet pussy. "do you like this mom? do you like your son fucking your asshole?" i asked. "GOD YES. The sheath was a humiliating little bit of feminine fluff. Just a piece of vinyl lined with satin that laced its full length; there was a double row of lace at each end when worn the penis looked very small and dainty. "A girly little princess" she had called it. He had been instructed to call it that from now on. The Testicle skirts were no more than doll size skirts worn over the testicles, what would be the waist was up high on the sack the "balls" themselves were covered by the skirt. All. ’ I remember feeling disappointed that she obviously didn’t want to see me again after that night (how wrong can you be?) At that moment, I started to feel woozy. I looked across at her and saw an evil smile on her face that I will never forget. It was the last thing I saw before passing out. When I awoke again, I don’t know how much later, I was naked and securely chained by my wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed. My struggles against my bonds got her attention. ‘Ah, awake at.