She said that was fine so long as it would be done the next day at the latest. She could still use the sun bed, but only with an extension lead which ...as rather unsightly. He said he was very sorry and promised with great emphasis when he used the word, "Madam", that he would complete the work the next day. She decided that his apparent nervousness (even subservience) was due to her usual dominant manner. She had always been "Bossy" -- even at school. Sometimes (such as now) it was useful. You. Totallyconflicting fantasies - yet they were his fantasies... and he was livingit all right then - in reality!What would happen if he really did go along with Mel's program? Maybeeven tried a little extra harder to achieve his goals? Would it reallyhappen? Could he really do it? He imagined it again, the totalhumiliation as he wet himself uncontrollably. And as he imaginedhimself wetting himself in his dream, he also began wetting himself inreal life. And he loved doing it. And his need. "He beat me and he is threatening to do it again. No I don't love him," she said."Did you love him yesterday?' I asked."No, why do you ask?" she answered me with a question."Because, if I have to hurt him, I want to know you aren't going to try to stab me in the back with a butcher's knife." I said."I promise, I won't defend him in any way. I just want him to leave me alone." she said."I can't promise you that unless I kill him, and I'm not going to do that for a dollar," I said with a laugh.. You dirty little mother arse fucker... owwwwwwwwwww... OH my asshole... fuck it... FUCK my arse!!!'That was all I could take. I moved my mother from Catherine's pussy and started to push my cock up her cunt. She felt much tighter this time. I could feel my friends cock through the thin membrane between the two holes... I slipped into her wet hole. 'OH Jesus Dan, OH Sean.. double fuck her.. double fuck Cathy the slut' my mother said as she sat on the couch beside us, playing with her holes.. and.