I stay home almost allthe time because I am too embarrassed to venture out into the world insuch feminine or juvenile attire.When mommy goes to work I...clean the house and do other chores. On theweekends, with mommy supervising, I do laundry. A ritual that startedduring my early teen years, has to do with me hand washing mommy'sunmentionables. The ritual was always the same with only minorvariations.Saturday morning, mommy wakes me at 5 a.m. I change into a pair oforange cheerleader panties. . ..Paul said “Not again?” when I called for help I said “Just shut up and help me again!” He laughed at the vase stuck inside my anus “Nice touch with the flowers though!” he stated as he removed once again the super glue from my anal ring my asshole looked like the Grand Canyon when the vase was pulled out I didn't tell him about her foot or that I came twice during the ordeal but I thought to myself hell she could have killed me twice and didn't I also thought how beautiful she was and how. Vanessa was rinsing her hair and her smile bloomed when she saw him, he had only been gone for a minute, but it felt like an hour. Unwilling to wait any longer, she rinsed Mark and turned the water off. ‘Take me to bed, sweetheart,’ Vanessa said and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Vanessa crawled into the middle of the big bed and turned to see Mark carrying some towels. She looked at them with a confused look until understanding flashed through her, there was still a bit of work to do. . I too heard it closing the blanket and acting like I’m sleeping. From that day my urge towards her increased in an extreme passion .The same morning I jerked off for her in bed itself n continued that for long time till today. Whenever I see her my tool will get rock hard like a hell so that I can break an egg with my tool with a single slap.This is a real story and not even a single word is makenup. I had many plans with me to somehow seduce her and sleep with her, but this happened.