The huge black cross Dalmatian had his front paws on my shoulders and was slobbering across my face. “Aaaaahhh! Bobbybingo! Have you missed me?�... I forced our pet down onto the floor, where I tickled his tummy. “Christ! I thought that it was the Hound of the Baskervilles!” Bob joked. “You go into the living room and I’ll put him into the garden to ‘do his toilet”, I told ‘Bob the builder’, as ‘Bob the dog’, scampered along the corridor. I made sure that the door was firmly closed, when I. She was giving me gentle strokes while applying soap there. I was in heaven.Then she washed my dick with water but my dick was still rock hard. I think that’s when the devil in my mom woke up.Mom: Is it paining?Me: Yes, mom.Mom: I will kiss it and then the pain will go.Saying this, mom started to kiss my dick! It was really amazing. Soon the kissing turned into a blowjob and in no time, I came in my mom’s mouth. She drank it all.Mom then dried me with a towel. I didn’t wear any clothes.I was. My left hand moved the flowers out of the way while my right hand pushed her body down to lie on the table. Placing my hands behind her knees I lifted them up and apart to give me more access to my target. Her pussy was now just where I wanted it, at the edge of the table.I remembered Athena once telling me that it is poor manners to eat one's meal standing up. So I pulled over a chair and sat down in front of my inviting low calorie breakfast. I spread her legs a bit farther to give me even. How incredibly embarrassing, I thought, not for the last time. Her voice softened slightly, ‘Very good Veronica. If you always respond so obediently, you will become quite a delicious little plaything to me, and eventually a woman of grace and charm in your own right. Now rise and let us be off.’ I followed her, my head bowed down timidly. I stole a quick glance at the warm, soft comfort of my childhood room, wondering if I might ever see it again. My handmaiden was to have packed only my.