They aren't used to something different." I didn't know. My real name is Jonathon. John's just my nickname."That awed everybody, even Calveen. He said... "That's a three! We should call you something with two syllables. That has been an issue."I looked at Jan and said, "You have never said anything about this. Why?"She responded with a little nervousness, "We all knew you were from far away and thought that was a custom of your country. Also, Master, women do not question men." Okay," I said.. I put my door opening hand on her hip and waltzed her forward a step with the buck of my thigh. She bent over and gasped and I brought her a few steps closer to the bed before I came out of her on a too large step. She tried to get it back in, but I stepped away and let go of her hair and grabbed her hand and stepped up next to her and turned and grinned at her dazed expression and stepped confidently forward, giving a little tug. She followed me and I stepped up behind her mom and said. Just relax and let Mikey and I do what feels good to us. If you don't like it afterward, then fine, but you won't go to hell for it!"I had never been talked to like that by anyone, much less Brandon. I had always be in control of any situation that I was in, but at the moment, I knew that control did not belong to me. As if a obedient child, I let out a sigh, turned my head and grabbed Mikey by the back of his and pulled his mouth toward mine. My cock, having gone down slightly, I thrust toward. The following evening I was lying on the couch in my dressing gown, enjoying a bit of manual fun, partly at Hazel's expense and partly at the video I was watching about an old dear getting a good seeing to, when my door-bell rang. Not expecting anyone, I tucked my cock back into my boxers walked down the hallway and looked through the peep-hole and was surprised to see it Hazel! I opened the door, she smiled, and held out a bottle of wine. "That's a thank you for yesterday," she said, "it would.