I am very tired, I’ll give you one in the morning”. “But mom, please it’s hurting around at the tip. Like it did this morning. Please, mom”....earing her son’s pleas, she got up and saw his dick was already free from his pants. “Son, you know you can do it yourself as well. Remember I told you about masturbation this morning”. She said stroking his dick, “I know mom and I tried it today afternoon when you were busy with aunties. But it didn’t help. I was stressed and my hand began paining”.The. There are similar straps for my thighs and ankles. Whatever pain or surprise Mistress Angela may give me, I cannot move away. The legs of the table are in a “V” so that my legs are wide open as I am strapped down. My buttocks rest on the edge of the table, allowing Mistress Angela complete access to my cock, balls and anus. There is a tube that can be attached to my cock and it runs to a container on the floor. Occasionally Mistress Angela will leave me bound on the table all day when she is. “Do you want some OJ?” she asked me. “Yeah, sure. Put it in one of the small cups though, okay?” mike said. “Okay,” Maria said. She went into the kitchen and opened the cabinet with the cups. She grabbed to glasses and poured the orange juice. After pulling her shorts down a little she started up the stairs trying to be as quiet as she could. Normally if she just appeared she could catch the last bits of her uncle jacking off. Mike was pumping his hand up and down his cock, trying to make. That was two-hundred years ago.”“Prestira is that old?!”Zander nodded. “She has the gift of agelessness, like me, only hers wasn’t given to her by a dark spirit; she took hers all by herself. When Prestira was in her twenties, she came across a book that detailed the process. It’s a gruesome and timely task, and it requires you to devote your entire life to the procedure with no guarantee of success in the end.” “Details, Zander.” I said. “It’s not something you should try, Elena. The process.