Mrs. Ryan is almost as cruel as Mommy. She started bringing her on Tommy to these fetish parties last year. He’s a year younger than me so his Mom d...esn’t rent him out much for torture play. But she does burn his cock with her cigarettes some. Just for fun.My Mom’s thing is strapon. So shelets the women rape me with strapon dildos. Or they can make their own male sluts fuck me with their dicks. In the mouth or up the butt, Mom doesn’t care.Mom charges fifteen dollars if they want to fuck my. And the appreciation too. Oh, by the way, if the offer’s still there, I’d like that ride tonight. Somehow I feel like getting a really nice buzz on. Maybe it’s just being dressed like this. You think?’ And she giggles again. —————- This whole day I’ve been hearing hushed comments about Sandy. Part complimentary, part amazement. Even Frank stopped by my office and asked me what the hell was going on with my ‘other half’. He’s called her that for years, even though he knows there’s nothing going. Part of me wondered if perhaps the amulet gave me more stamina, which would explain why I was able to recover my arousal and erections sooner than before. I felt increased vigor, that was certain, but I was yet to understand why I did. It somehow seemed tied to the amulet, at least, which was good news for me. I hoped that said amulet would give me an edge in the upcoming assault upon Exeter.We all went to the nearest stables and grabbed more horses we could take from the priory, but there was. But I miss you so much. I think I can do it, if itmakes you happy.” “Oh, baby, how many times have I heard that?” I asked.“Let’s try one more time,” she replied.Which is what had brought us on this night to thissemi-trashy nightclub, with Maura dressed in semi-trashy fashion – black high heels, dark stay-upstockings, tiny white lace thong panties, a tight blackmid-thigh miniskirt, a thin off-white silk blouse and adark maroon vest which served to.