She tried to play it off as a feminist thing which threw him for a loop. Mostly the other boys were talking about how she looked like a slut these day.... Sarah supported her new initiative, but not enough to join her.She sleep walked through the past two days of tests unable to focus. Thankfully, she hadn’t had to touch herself the past two nights.Instead she had lain in bed whispering to herself telling herself she was a whore, a slut, a cocksucker, and all sorts of other things. They were just. Yes, crawl over here, you pest.It’s awfully hard to move about when youhave ankles cuffed together and arms too,so awkwardly locked in that leather sleevebut you don’t mind, my pet, you can’t conceivea world devoid of my attention paid,so lonely, locked away inside my cage.You see, Tanaka-san, the son adoredby you so long ago, he is no more.This creature here is naught but needy whore,a creature with no dignity, adoredno more, remorseless and pathetic. Look!How cute, it’s seen the strapon,. Then suddenly he stopped everything and saw me. I opened my eyes to see what happened. He took a deep breath and saw my boobs they were jutting out upwards crushed against his chest. He removed to paulla of my saree exposing my deep low neck blosue which showed a humungous clevage.It was the real feast for him, now he gently pushed the penis back into my hole and pulled out, he never stoppped fucking. Then he moved his chest back, this made my boobs to be free and it was full and round making a. I laughed it off and just put it down to him being a horny teenage lad with raging hormones – just innocent, misplaced desires from a lad coming of age. But judging by the noises that had been coming from Marcus’s bedroom, whatever was going on in there was far from innocent.After making myself a cup of tea, I sat at the kitchen table and waited for my wife and son to re-emerge from his bedroom. When my wife entered the kitchen, she was wearing her nightgown and had an enormous smile on her.