Tonight she wouldbe in full gloat, and Mommie would be so proud of her daughter, thetorturess-in-training, so proud of the progress made in shaping he...progeny in her mother's image.The doorbell rang, and I dutifully opened it. A tall, very well-built manin his mid-twenties stood there, smiling confidently at me."Please come in, sir," I said sweetly, in my lilting voice, always awarethat a brief reminder shock might come if I were not feminine enough."Thank you," Dirk said pleasantly, smiling. I came out of the shower and they were just finishing drying off. We all three went into the bedroom and he started out rubbing her beautiful body. I began helping him we were both rubbing her and she was loving it.He got on the bed up at the head of our bed and was sitting against the wall legs sprawled out and she got in between his legs and started fondling his cock then looked at his face as she licked his cock. She took his cock in her mouth and began sucking his cock. I was laying next to. Fortunately it passed over my taste receptor quickly. When I followed it with a large glass of pure water, I would be able to forget all about the taste for at least a month.I let that mixture hang around inside the storage are for a half hour. Then I sat on the toilet, opened all the valves, and drank a half gallon of distilled water. That's the stuff my mom used to run through her steam iron.When that was finished, I reset all the valves and switches before I poured myself a shot glass of. After a while, he got up and tells me now that he thought about it, he really needs to try to fuck her asshole. We flip her back over and move her down the table, so that she is bent over the edge. She still had the bottle in her pussy and he tells me he cannot get his cock into her ass, I tell him I bet the bottle is too big, reach up, and pull it out of her. With the bottle out, he was able to force his cock into her ass. He starts to fuck her with nice slow thrust. We have cummed so many.