He looked up at her and they shared a moment gazing into each other's eyes. He felt as if she saw something in his expression, but she didn’t speak ...f it.“Now…” she said, voice low as her semi-hard cock twitched and bobbed before his wet lips, “Show me why I should keep you around.”He looked up at her grimly and part of him wished she would force him, physically make him do it as opposed to this. It seemed worse to him somehow, to be forced to perform with words and threats.She raised her. ‘I have my reasons,’ he said. While the outside of Callous’ home was a dump, the inside was a palace. Silver statues sat atop short marble columns. Antique paintings and tapestries adorned the walls. Hand carved furniture rested on an intricately designed rug which spanned the floor. Light emanated from silver lamps hung about the place. Everything was clean and meticulously placed. Thylisa stood, speechless. ‘Not bad for a two-pip thug, wouldn’t you say?’ Callous called from the adjacent room.. "He heard mandy groan, saw her sway a bit. Four laps, five. His ass was burning as the plug ground into him"Faster!"mandy tried to go faster, then faltered, her right legged twisted and she fell. John toppled into her and they became a tangle.Mistress Red's whip was right behind them and She began shrieking. "sissies shouldn't even be allowed to walk!"Whip!"My sissy is chained to my toilet!"Whip!"She is my toilet!"Whip! John Phillips covered mandy and took the strikes, feeling his back get. I have wanted you all for myself."Gently I spin on my chair, turning to face my grown child. His hand is forced to disengage from my excited, hard nipples. He stares at me in surprise, suddenly looking more like a nervous child caught doing something naughty than the man seducing his middle-aged mother. With a gentle push from me, he steps back two steps before I rise smoothly up to a standing position. And then, as if on command, the half-worn dress slips down my rounded hips to land about my.