My loving husband parked himself behind the computer and kept on reading looking for the perfect man to fuck me. I sat there, feeling strange while I ...aited for Tom to call me. I wasn’t mad, not at Tom, not even at the assholes that answered us. I rather figured that among those 173 responses there would be a few that weren’t crude. I just felt a nervous lump in my stomach. I was sitting there waiting, not able to concentrate on the television. I knew that eventually Tom would call me and ask. “No ma'am, you're dildo ma'am.” SWAT! “My dildo? You fucked your little slut, faggot ass with MY dildo?”SWAT! I was almost in tears but my cock was so hard! It felt like it would pop. It excited me so much to be telling my mom all about what I had been doing. To know she accepted it was a big relief but I was afraid at how she might react too. “Yes ma'am. Your dildo has been in my ass.” SWAT! “You little bitch!” SWAT! “Get up!” I got to my knees and she stood up and strode. ” It was so Ariel, challenging another person to push themselves a bit further.“Okay.”“Marv, can you rearrange the front of the room with something that reclines so we can touch ourselves while we all watch the recording?”“It’s two minutes to when you’re supposed to walk out there and you want me to rearrange the scene?”“When I said okay, I didn’t mean today!” Fyrefang3 hugged himself protectively. “In front of all your fans? You have got to be kidding!”She flashed a grin at him. “I do it every. Mr. Robertson said to let him wash my hair,so I did. After he rinced the soap off he started washing my back. He laughed and said since I'm here and already wet I may as well do the rest, then told me to stand up. He washed my arms and legs, then my butt.He said to turn around so he could do my front. I turned, held out my arms and spread my legs. He washed my face,chest,and the front of my legs. When he started washing my groin, the roughness of the cloth and his hand made my little dick.