Trembling with emotion I obeyed. I could hear him sit down on the bed as he ordered me to turn around. I gasped as he pulled me on his lap, calling me...his little girl.I felt his fingers close around my soft little penis, stroking it. I moaned and pulled at the cuffs helplessly as he made me hard.?Have you been a good girl this week?? he asked. His fingers pulling back my foreskin. I could only nod. He removed my blindfold and continued to stroke me. Telling me that if I came he would punish me. "No sooner had I made that remark than Annette was shoving the newest pole in my rectum. She assumed a rather aggressive role in all of this, and I have to say that I loved it tremendously. I was still flat on the bed with my legs splayed which made it hard for Annette to really get going."Up on all fours, you anal slut!" Annette yelled. Amused and excited by her fierceness, I assumed the position. Grasping my hips firmly, Annette began again with slow, complete strokes. The feeling of. " Not today, but sometime in the near future. You looked beautiful in your helpless state and aroused me beyond belief." I feared for my life the first time, but later found it highly stimulating. It made me wet when I thought about it after you left." Maybe we can find some other toys, too."After kissing and becoming totally reacquainted, their lovemaking was gentle and caring, saving the wild passion for another day. When they both felt completely sated, he pulled her to him against his belly. I do worry about him not having a male figure in his life, telling him about the facts of life and such as, I am not the most clued up person when it relating to the male body either.At work the other day, one of the group of woman I have lunch with, told us all about how she had found her son masturbating in the bathroom. He had forgot to bolt the door as she went barging in for the toilet and caught him red handed, she hurried out not knowing where to put herself. She also said that he goes.