She'd been ignoring him since she threw him out yesterday. She knew she owed him an explanation, but she didn't know what to do. "Story of my life", s...e said, sighing as she set the phone back down.***Alex was sitting on the couch when he heard a knock on the door. He got up and opened the door, to find a man standing there. "Can I help you", Alex asked, the man surprised at seeing Alex. "Um, I'm Mike, Polly's neighbor. The mailman left her package at my house by mistake", Mike said, seeming. I moved from one breast to the other each time she pulled me tighter into the embrace.My hand left the breast and moved slowly over her body working its way down the body brushing lightly over the stomach area before brushing around the trimmed hair and down the legs, then backup again not touching the sensitive part of her love hole, each time I moved and brushed past the area she would shiver in anticipation of what was coming next. I teased for some time until my fingers brushed her hair and. . .I broke the news to Brian. While he was shocked, he said he figured this was coming about a month ago when he saw one of the gay porn dvd's in my car :-oI met him that night at his place - a small but quaint house, impeccably decorated and very masculine in both look and smell. . .it turned me on even further. After a little nervous small talk, Brain led me to his bedroom where we undressed each other. Can you say TRAUMATIZED?His cock, already hard when I pulled his shorts down, was. If she did would it matter to her? Probably not. A shout and a scuffle brought my mind back as the mother had returned,obviously angry at her daughters disobedience. Quick as a flash she hadhandcuffed the girls hands behind her and was in the process of strappinga bright red rubber ball into her mouth, stretching her lips wide apart.Her mother forced the girl onto her knees, crossed her booted ankles andstrapped them in place. "Disobeying me. Playing with my slave withoutpermission. I thought.