I could feel it as it traced the curve of lines at the top of my legs, then over the curve of my bottom. As it slipped up the lower part of my back I ...ould feel the light push of its ghostly stomach as it breathed slowly in and out, slowly pressing my spine and releasing. Press and release. Press and release. Up the sensation rose slowly, a light touch all the way up to my neck. There, as my shade completed itself, I could feel its warm breath mimic the rhythm of light pressure from its. We pulled her nightgown down, covered her with the sheet, silently returned to my room and quickly fell asleep. The following morning mom was up and had our breakfast waiting for us for us. She was particularly cheerful and I asked, “Did you sleep well and have a good dream last night, mom?”“Oh, yes, Tommy!” she exclaimed. “I dreamed that your dad was back home! I've had such wonderful dreams lately!” I smiled knowingly at Bobby as we enthusiastically ate our breakfast. In the succeeding. .. that Wendy will be managing.”“And?”“No ‘and’, that’s it. Period. Or, I can put you in the stocks and leave you home.”“Better than going out dressed like that...”“And when we get home tonight, I’ll have every swinging dick I can find, including Wendy’s, up your ass all night long...”The silence stretched between them.“Nothing to say, little slut?”“No, Mistress. I’ll dress as you say.”“I thought you might. Really, slut, you need to quit thinking you can top me...”“Yes, Mistress.”“Now go clean. He sighed and thrust his hips forward, but she was already choking and could not take anymore no matter how hard she tried. He let her bob her head up and down on his cockhead for a few minutes until his penis was standing straight out from his crotch. It looked unbelievable as my white wife knelt before his throbbing black member and looked right at me, Oh my god he is going to fuck the hell out of me with that huge thing. Do you want to watch him turn me into a slut for you Honey? she asked..