They both calmed down and as he came out of the bathroom he heard his frontdoor. He came back into the room with Michael. "How did everything go?" Mic...ael inquired. "Justthe way I wanted it to" answered John. "Come, look". He ledMichael to the raised platform and again tilted the bench over so Joan's asswas presented. They spent a long time examining her as John, reading from hisnotes, pointed out the effects of the various implements on her ass. "Thatmust have stung a little", Michael. But I can't do it before eight, is that OK?" Not a problem, I think. But first as a precaution I'd better call Mom." I've already spoken with her. I just didn't know that it would get solate."I was astonished and he looked at me. "For right now, Bernd isn't to beleft alone. It is for that reason I called your mother. It was her opinionthat you are mature enough to look out for him. I entrust him to you.That's a rather serious responsibility, are you up to it?"Not really, but I nodded anyway.He. Silencing it, he looked at the time.“Oh shit!” he said, pulling away and swinging his legs to the floor. “I have to be at work in forty-five minutes! And I still have to get Bruiser home!”Emma stirred and yawned as she stretched. “Don’t fret. Just hop in the shower and I’ll fix you some breakfast while you do.” Emma waddled away, naked and sleepy, towards the kitchen as Brent went to the bathroom.After showering, Brent dressed in his clothes from the day before and met Emma out in the kitchen.. She lay still for a few moments as Clive held his cock deep within her. Was he allowing her body to get used to his size and thickness? She didn’t know. But she did know that for the first time in her life she was feeling the difference between a sheathed cock and an unsheathed one. She could feel the texture of skin inside her instead of the texture of latex. This was natural. Lindsay thrust her hips at him and looked him in the eye, “Come on,” she said softly, “Let’s see if you’re a real.