I lay there in the dark, a woman’s determination pumping through my veins as I gathered my thoughts and laid out my new strategy.Winter arrived and ...ith the holidays just around the corner, my mother and I slaved in the kitchen to bake up her famous gingerbread men to distribute to select neighbours and friends. On a special plate I intently arranged half a dozen from the very best batch and when my mother asked who they were for I told her I was taking them to Father Moss. She smiled warmly. My taste driving you fucking wild. You push your face closer to me as I drill deeper into you. Past your tonsils, beginning to stretch the opening into you. Eyes telling me you want more. Where the fuck are your limits? Your whole body reacts as I travel further into your throat. There! Fuck! I hold it there. “Dirty bitch,” I growl at you. Lodged in your throat, while you pull at your nipples. You love how I speak to you. Your eyes sparkle as I assert my authority and surpass your soft palate.. The wine which he"d brought with him was very nice and he kept topping my cup up saying it all had to be drunk as he wouldn't be able to re -cork it I must of had about four cups full and was feeling a bit tipsy what with the wine ,heat and him eyeing me up I began to feel quite horny I asked my mother if she had anything cool to eat she sugested that I get an ice lolly from the freezer the lolly was in the shape of a rocket and as I began to suck on it I imagined that it was a cock this. ” Surprise caught Mike with the admission of guilt. “What did you do slut and why the fuck are you bothering me while I am at work, are the dogs ok? “Sir, my boss, came into my office and complained about my collar, and I regrettably removed it. I forgot to put it back on when I left work and Lesslie saw me. She said you told her to punish me. And yes the dogs are fine sir.” “Wait what did you say? That Lesslie said, I gave her permission to punish you? I did nothing of the sort. It is not her.