“This is a very important part of your training” she explained. The girth of the dildo was just inside my anal opening and I felt both full and ex...ited.“Before I go any further” Mrs. Perkins said, “Let’s recap what it is that you know and understand.”“Yes Mommy” I panted out, “I understand that you are my Mommy, that I am to do anything and everything that you say, that I am to always remain hard, unless you give me express permission to cum, and that my pleasure is second to yours and anyone. This was somehowserious."Does Steve taste good, Patrick?" she asked gently as she squeezeda muscle in her groin and a glop of my own cum disgorged into mymouth. Slick, salty, a little like a raw egg. "Swallow, Patrick. Swallow my lover down. You're helpless now. You have no choice!"I did just that. I felt relieved, in a way. She was play-acting. It's my semen, not someone named Steve's. But then she added,"Isn't it delicious? He tasted just like that the last time Ikissed his penis,. When it was her period she would either wank or suck me off and I would do the same to uncle. In the summer they invited me to go on holiday with them to the Isle of Wight and we stayed in a holiday camp. Every night I slept in auntie's bed and uncle slept in single bed. By now she had a large dildo and uncle loved wanking each other off while she fucked herself with it while smoking a cigarette. A few months later I met a girl and had trouble getting away every Thursday and it gradually. “I don’t want to give this place my business,” Dexter said stubbornly.“I don’t understand,” Mark said.Pointing around the room. Dexter said, “Look at this place.”“I’m looking,” Mark said.“Where are the people? They’ve got more ATMs than they have tellers. They’ve got one person over there to deal with customers. One of those desks looks like it isn’t even being used,” Dexter said.“Most banking is automated,” Mark said bewildered by Dexter’s criticisms.“When I deal with a bank, I want to.