The pain shot to every little part of my body to my head. I thought I was going to die.Tears overflowed my tightly closed eyes like a rapid river push...ng outward on its dam, destroying everything in it's path.I slowly opened one eye through the pure pain of lost innocence and caught the sight of him. Liam, the older man I met and been talking to for over two months online, sweaty and wet with lust, his face red with guilt - - lying on top of me, pushing his big, thick, throbbing cock inside my. She looked as if she were at least five years younger than my mother, who was 36. We chatted about the neighborhood, our interests, she asked me about my senior year in high school and about colleges I was looking at. With a grin she said “ Well I bet your girlfriend’s happy to have you.” I laughed and responded “ Thank you, but I actually don’t have a girlfriend.” She acted surprised and asked if I was serious. I said I was, I felt good about her complements. I turned down her long and rocky. Three circuits. I took off my belt and the dress and did a fourth circuit, starting with my hand on his cock, which strained against the fabric of his underwear, to his ass, and back to his cock. “This must be the pole they were talking about,” I said. Leaving my hand on his cock, I squatted slowly, until I could have licked his balls, then straightened up just as slowly. He pushed his cock toward my hand and I squatted again. When I took my hand away, there was a damp spot of pre-cum on his. Mary and Andy had been programmed by Uncle Bert so I could alter them by an order. With Lisa, I needed to say “Kitten Lisa. Programming adjustment.” I had reprogrammed both Mary and Andy to require the terminology I used on Lisa. This was for my own personal ease of operation and for no other purpose. The third kind was the limited scope programming Uncle Bert did on all the 3,000 kittens.“Kitten Andy. Programming adjustment. You will not to be able to orgasm again until I say ‘Andy, orgasm.’.