Beverly quite certainher daughter had sexual relations with the caller and the was obviously mucholder than Natasha was. Beverly felt she had to somet...ing, even though it wouldbetray that she had been listening. walked into Natasha's room and said, 'Honey,we have to talk.' 'Yes mom.' 'It sounded like you had an interesting call, were you somehow involved thatwoman?', Beverly asked. coolly assessed her situation. She had found the sexual lifestyle wantedand she couldn't let it slip away. In. It seemed to already start to grow, perhaps as a result of my bikini."I can see it all right," I stared. "It looks excellent!" Yes it does," Mother agreed. She was momentarily distracted by the sight of his cock, perhaps noticing it's growth too, but then quickly came back down to reality."About the game," She explained. "There is only one rule in this game. You have to stroke on his cock each time Sam barks."I gasped. My sex slave moaned at the same time. That was all I needed to hear. I liked. I'm sorry, but..." Sometimes he wants it before sex, sometimes he wants it after sex, sometimes in the morning, could be anytime really." Please..."Kathryn stepped up close to me, put a hand around my waist, and pulled me close. "I want you to be my cum bucket," she whispered into my ear, "my sperm dumpster, my own personal cock sucking whore."I stepped back, breathing hard. "I won't, I can't. I'm sorry, but this is too much to ask, Kathryn. No."I had to maintain control of the situation at all. Slowly I caress his ear with my tongue and I can feel his engorged manhood pressing into my belly. Our bodies begin to move in a rhythm alike to the most gentle but exotic of dances as I grasp it in my wet hands. A soft moan of pleasure escapes my lips and I know it will not be long as his fingers slowly part my legs to reveal my most intimate places. I can feel his body tighten as he slowly slips it in. my body starts to shake as he thrusts into me. His gentleness gives way as over and over.