"Are you a cold tigress?" "ye, yes Master" "well we'll have to see if we can find a way of warming you up then won't we?" "Uh huh" "Where's your toyba..., cumslut?" "On the bed" "Lie down, assume the pose" i lie down on my stomach, legs bent, feet crossed my arms in a box infront of me, head up as you leave the bathroom, and walk the short distance to my bedroom you take out the big red candle and the matches before coming back into the bathroom. You light the candle, and tell me to put my arms. He never made a move on the pretty agent because it was as dangerous as sleeping in a bed of snakes.As the time drew close for the beginning of the conference, Danny knew that no matter what he did he would not be able to stop the event completely because of the back-up charges secretly installed on the first floor that Katya had let slip out just two days ago. It would take him at least ten days to clear them and still make it look like it was a slipshod job of placement. He was reluctant to. "Put the movie back on," my best friend ordered."I want to fuck your mom, not some porn star," I answered as I sat up and brought my engorged cock towards the screen and the picture of his mom that filled it."You're fucking sick," he said but his hand hadn't stopped moving over his virgin, eighteen year old cock. I hit another key and a second picture of his mom appeared. This one was an 'up her skirt' shot that I'd managed to surreptitiously snap a couple of weeks earlier."Where'd you get. ” He shifted a bit. “But thanks. It’s embarrassing that I cannot seem to control it.”“It’s okay. You once told me that it’s a compliment to the girl if the guy cannot control his erection.” I rubbed his cock through his shorts, just to keep him in the mood.“True, but, oh, sweetie, that feels so nice.” He leaned his head back and closed his eyes.“Dad? About the video. Will you help me?” Laying my head on his chest I could hear his heart racing.“Um, sure. I guess.” He downed the rest of the beer..