I was whimpering again. I needed relief. I knew better than to touch myself, but I needed it so badly. I knew she had a strap on cock because I had...purchased it and I wondered when that would come into play. My head was spinning, when a medium sized butt plug replaced the probing and stretching fingers that violated me without regard. It was smooth and now that I had been stretched, popped easily into place with only a little pressure from my mistress.“Get me your mask, and don’t let that. I loved it, I would get so randy and would sort of 'grind' myself against him feeling his hardness through our clothes. I felt his excitement too, and when I was randy like that it took quite the effort on my part to finally break it off and say 'no'.I would be breathing heavy and would take a few minutes to calm down then we would continue home. In bed I would masturbate like hell thinking about it and came to realize it couldn't go on, I wanted it and was weakening, but I was scared of. I was sure to keep at least an inch of distance between us. I didn't want to get myself too excited. I had wondered before what she would have thought if I was noticeably hard in front of her and she saw it. Little did I know that that was the night I'd find out."Promise," she said, leaning closer to me and resting her head on my shoulder. Just like before she had the chance to find my condoms, my heart rate sped up quickly when I felt her hand rest on my thigh."I promise, mom," I coughed out,. “You have a penis?!?”“Yeah,” Diana confirmed under her breath. “I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you. I guess you don’t wanna go rollerblading this weekend, then?”“You’re not mad, are you?” Polly looked up. “I’m sorry. But I just moved here. I need to make friends.”“I--I wanted to be your friend.” Diana’s cracked.“I mean REAL friends, Diana.” Polly shook her head. “I need more than just one friend.”“Okay. Yeah. Fine.” Diana snapped. “Here.” She tried to push the glass container in Polly’s lap. “I.