Are our hearts twisted?’ His tone, if she ever was able to perceive it, changed to fatherly.This time he challenged he love for him, and although sh... was not his favorite, she was still a daughter he loved and hoped that love him back.‘Maybe a little bit’, she lowered her head and said quietly.As rampant as she was, assertive and lofty, she was also described by those knowing her as a “Good girl”.Iven was glad.‘But that’s not my point!’ Her spiciness spiked back. ‘Their action did not result in. I had never been chained before I really felt helpless the egotism of this aroused me so much I was moaning and begging to come. During that time, my Mistress untied Mariette and fitted her with a harness and a big long dong, fitted her with double nipple clamps. As she brought Mariette closer to me I noticed that the dong had little protuberances all over it like half marbles. The other ends of the nipple clamps were attached to my own nipples. “Now slut this bitch is begging to come you want. "I wanted to fuck her."Alice raised one eyebrow as she looked at me. The cobwebs cleared from my mind. That was a dream. Mom wasn't at the cabin with us.Alice looked at the tent over my groin."It certainly looks like your eager to please your mom."My face burned with embarrassment."Wake up, Marti. Max wants to fuck Jan." What?" asked Aunt Marti sleepily. "Who wants to fuck Jan?" Max does." Alice had her hand on my cock. "Look. He's hard as a rock at the idea of fucking his own mother."Aunt. You're my friend, always. Even if you were a serial killer, you would still be my friend. Okay, so you're gay. That's not who you are. You are a smart, kind, caring man who just happens to be a pervert in his bedroom."Tom stared at me open mouthed and then roared laughing. I joined him and we laughed till tears were running down our cheeks. I passed him a napkin as I wiped my eyes."Damn Josh, that's cold. Calling your best bud a pervert," he started laughing again.It was good to see him laugh..