I was begging and yelling into the phone"NO!!!! Oh god, please don't do this to me!!" He gave a little laughand said "ok buddy I'll see you around 2 t...en." After he hung up Iwas sobbing uncontrollably. "Will I be giving him the pictures profile andselected emails or information about a project we are working on that newproduct start up we are working on together at work? It's your choice my kinkyplaything.? I begged and pleaded frantically with him but to no avail.He laughed at me sadistically. ” Not very. What else can I say? Offensive to mention most folks prefer to avoid talking to assholes.”“Want an anal blowjob?” Sybil protrudes a fleshy tongue out of her ass and yawns, the tongue hanging low, jerking in tempo with her pants. Sybil’s ass is panting for me. Charger rears his brainless head. My cock is without discretion or discrimination. Pleasure the only agenda.“Not just now, thanks anyway, Sybil.” Sybil blows a disappointed raspberry at me. Sounds like a wet fart. Smells like. My pussy was practically dripping out love juice for my son’s mouth to sip on. Two days without sex for me was definitely a torture. My pussy never felt this good and alive.“You starved your mother for two days. I need you inside me right now.” I demanded.I got my leg down from the chair and I started to help him get his shirt off. My son didn’t waste any time either. He got up and started unbuckling his belt, and then taking off his pants. I was almost tempted to just rip out the buttons and. I told him that Mary would pose any way he suggested. About 30 minutes later, Bob led me to their basement. I assumed it was a photo studio. Mary and Carol were already there, and Carol was getting Mary ready for the first photos. Looking around, I saw that it was more than a studio. It was set up as a form of dungeon. Bob told us they were into mild bondage. I said that Mary liked to be tied up, and spanked. He said that he could work this into the photo shoot.Mary looked gorgeous. .