With everything that was happening, he could not hold out any longer. Sharon pulled him close when she felt him cum inside her. Sharon held him for a ...inute and then whispered for John to go to her mother and hold her.John rolled off of Sharon and felt a moment of panic that Sharon was going to leave when he felt her get out of bed. Sharon had only gotten up to walk around the bed and slip under the covers on the other side to cuddle up to her mother. This gave John the confidence he needed to. ?Good heavens, slave. You’re mouth smells like a sewer! But then again, I suppose it should. I am truly proud of you, my dear toilet. You have brought honor to me as a Mistress through your service to Me and My Friends. I did not think you would make it through. Truth be told, I was really looking forward to seeing Mistress C demonstrate some of Her now cock torture techniques. However, now I’m much more pleased that you did so well and didn’t require any discipline at all. Each and. It looked like it might be some tiny letters. ''Donnie, get down there and look. Maybe there is something going on with my body.'' He put his face down next to my puss. Then he started laughing. '' Did you put that there? It's a fucking tattoo!'' Nobody got themselves tattooed in1965, certainly no women who weren't in a carnival or prison. I looked around. Carole was standing next to the bed, with a big grin. ''Amy gave you a little present the other day when she gave you that white tail. Because I was rather late to the check-in, I was informed that the only free row was down near the back. As I walked down the aisle, I noted that the rows towards the back of the plane all only had one or two persons in them, so plenty of people had the same idea as I did. When I got to my seat, I found that I was in the second to last row – the row behind me was empty, I guessed it had been left free for the stewardesses to place their bags. My seat was the aisle seat (I always ask for that).