" Tommy, those few bloody tomatoes, as you put it gave me my life back, let's go and get them in."That was as stern as I'd ever heard her be with me a...d I could only smile because she was right, they'd been a major source of enjoyment to me as well, not to mention the income they'd provided, it would have been churlish to have abandoned them just because we had money.The next few days, we all stayed at our flat whilst mum made all the arrangements for Arnold's funeral and we began making plans. There were no lights, not even any air vents. Aggie moved her hands across the smooth burnished metal of the two walls opposite her carriage. What to do?“No buttons anywhere?” asked Suvarna from White Mall. She was staring intently at the video images Aggie was sending.“No. This place is absolutely blank.”“You sure about no air vents?”“Yeah, I’m sure. There’s one in the carriage. But out here there’s nothing at all. If I let the carriage door close, I’ll have just this triangle room of air to. " He watched intently. He focused on her fingers as they spread the lips to her small shaved pussy. He could smell her in the air. The aroma was intoxicating, the smell of a rich fucking cunt. He reached out to touch her breast. Suddenly she snapped. "Don't touch me weakling. Don't fucking touch me, not yet." There were moments when they reversed the scenario but tonight was hers and she intended to indulge her more baser desires, fully. She spread her legs open wider so John had a privileged. I took him for a walk after breakfast and back home had him lick me. Some of those videos seemed to show dogs with no idea what the woman wanted. I realised that having Otto mount me wasn’t going to be easy. He had, on several occasions, tried to climb up on me while I was sitting on the couch. I wondered if allowing him to do that would work. He tried it again and this time I didn’t push him away. I reached down to his sheaf and rubbed it. His cock appeared. I had a decision to make. I had.