In time, she would lay on the couch with her head on my lap. I would kiss her lips while I unbuttoned her shirt and she lifted her bra. She liked me t... gently circle her erect nipples with saliva moistened fingers so they were erect before I began to gently suckle them. With eyes closed, she would make appreciative sounds and I would whisper “I love you”.We were still too shy to talk about it, but enjoyed our mutual pleasure every chance we had. Then one night, I noticed a wet spot on her jeans. .. it could only be the Last Rites.He slowly approached his mother and placed a hand upon her shoulder. She engulfed him in a tearful hug as the priest finished his ceremony."Peter, I'm so glad you came." I..." His voice failed him momentarily. "I am too."Peter gazed at the old man, shrunken and wan, so different from his memories; so different from the lively 80 year old he had last seen. His thoughts and emotions in turmoil he stood there, not daring to touch the pale, translucent skin;. "Mistress pulled out a big leather dog collare with big studs andfitted it around my neck. She fastened a string to the collar andthrew it over the back of the chair."Oh you so cute, Slut," Mistress said. "Almost as cute as my puppies,but not quite. Okay, now back to these balls. Let pull them out alittle."I felt my balls being pulled. As soon as I thought that I could nolonger handle it, she connected the ball spreader to the rope. Myhead and balls were now tied tight. If I moved either. John forgot exactly where it had began (sometime after he started having sex regularly) but they often found it enjoyable to describe their sexual experiences to each other. Most of the time it was one on one but occasionally even the whole family would become engrossed in a story one of them told. It probably started off somewhat therapeutic for the children who were starting to discover their bodys but somewhere along the line it turned into straight erotic stories. Sometimes they liked to.