Sorry, Mom, but it's true. You've gotten way out of hand with this D/s stuff. What's next, a cock cage or chastity belt for me, too? Am I just there t... eat you out and have your lover fuck my throat before using your cunt? Am I just your whipping boy, Mom?" he snarled."Okay, now, that's enough of this! Don't talk to your mother that way! Sit down, both of you! I want to find out what the fuck has been going on! Couch, both of you! The loveseat is for my girls and me. It seems that we're due for. “Think you could draw a picture of me?”“I can draw it today if you have time. It’d be good practice.”“Ok, right after the other thing.”When we got to Benjie’s house, his sister wasn’t home, but Benjie led me to his bedroom anyway. He asked me to bend over on the bed, facing away from him.“I want to pretend I’m fucking a girl,” he explained.“Sure thing.” I was actually a little miffed that he didn’t want to look at me, but I figured it was worth 100 dollars. “You want me to do your feet. Sally! Oh well its near, “well no bloody funny business and home by 10.30 got it!” I `got it’ precisely and very clearly, as by now the blood had left my hand and pins and needles were setting in. He introduced his wife, no beauty but a nice little thing who timidly said to “call me Ann, and smiled broadly while taking in every feature of my body in a searching glance very like an x ray. There was no sign of any Aunt, which surprised me. Over tea while Sally “nipped up to put on some clothes. She almost gave out a moan. We looked around. Nobody was looking. I continued my work on her pussy. She didn’t want to remove her panty so I just slid it down a bit and reached her bare pussy. What a pussy she had. Clean shaved with a small triangle of hair.As soon as I touched her clitoris she shuddered and held me more tightly. Now I began entering my fingers, first one and then two. I knew the skill of playing with a pussy as I applied proper pressure at the right places at the right time..