Youre in total control. You make it sound real nice. Your father loves it when I suck his cock. He likes to cum in my mouth. His cum tastes so good I ...wallow every drop of it. Gee, Mom, I would have never guessed you were so dirty. I always thought you and Dad were kind of old-fashioned. When youre behind closed doors with people you trust, you can be who you really are without worrying about being judged or made fun of. Accepting the people you love unconditionally is what true intimacy is all. “Gone,” John replied, his voice sombre. “Wiped out to a ship. I’m sorry Charles.”Charles’ near hysterical laugh was truly unsettling, and he gazed at John with wild eyes. “We’re doomed,” he murmured, before staring away into the distance. “Destroyed by our own reckless stupidity.”John’s eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward as he snapped, “Get your shit together, Charles! There must be something you can do? Some ships you can muster?”His stinging tone was like a verbal slap to the face, and. T's cock was still absolutely rigid,it was so hard ,all it needed was a little flag and I'd salute it.T kept wanking me.I held his cick and scrapped cum off it which I livked of course. T was doing a good job on my cock.My little cock ,so hard but looked so little in his hand and beside his,it was tiny.T stopped wanking me. He pushed me,not roughly, more guided me to turn round. I was knelt with my back to T.I felt his hands on me as he guided me into the position he wanted me in.He guided my. "I... I want to..." She swallows. "I want you to hurt me. Bad." "That can be arranged." I put my other arm around her hips and hold her closer. "Define 'bad'. What do you consider being hurt bad. Clothespins on your breasts? On your nipples? A paddle? Candle wax? Just how bad is 'bad'?" "I want to be whipped! Tortured! I want you to stick needles in my breast! Can you handle that? Can you handle me? Tell me?!" "All right. There is one thing you need to know before we start. When we 'play', you.