‘Beg for it!’ she demanded imperiously; ‘I know you want it – so beg for it, bitch, beg me to do you, Mum!’I tried to resist, but the sensuo...s ripples from her slow stroking of my labia with the tip of the dildo was just too much of a sensory overload. It washed away my shame and, in my restraints, I lost all restraint. I jerked and shuddered in the strict confines of my bondage, my senses magnified by my constricted helpless vulnerability, and I surrendered totally.‘Fuck me, Chloe ... ooh,. ” “The stuff that’s coming out of the hole on the end of your weenie,” she asked, “is that the stuff that you shoot?” “No, it’s probably similar to what is coming out of your hole now. It’s the same stuff that you felt when you said it was wet. When I shoot my stuff it looks different, it is white and thick.” Miriam went back to closely examining my weenie as she continued to move her hand along its length.Miriam then told me, ‘I can see the stuff coming out of your hole, it looks almost like. "How's that, better?" as she stared at the bulge that began to appear in his shorts.The little peek show she was giving Derrick was not lost on Megan who happened to look their way as Kathy bent over. She knew what that her mother knew Derrick was looking down her blouse, and the ever lasting thought came to her. "I bet mom and uncle Derrick have done it. She is always flirting with him. She never acts like that around anyone else."Derrick sensed Megan's thought and quickly turned towards her. Come back anytime. You both look like sweet people. Now go on, go home and get into dry clothes. The poor girl is shivering,” Brooke replies. We say goodbye and leave the Diner. When we’re in my car, M burst out laughing. “I can’t believe we did that!” she blurts out. “I have to be honest, Gil. I do trust you and I will always trust you, but I was really unsure how that was going to turn out. Poor lady, I hope I didn’t scare her too much. Look at me I’m shaking. Oh my God, what if we had.