" Mandy started, whacking her ass once again with the whip, "But now I'm not so sure." *Thwack!*Sarah groaned in pain wanting so much to yell out but ...ouldn't. With every whip her body jolted forwards, only by an inch though as she was aready pressed close against the cold steel table."You're not a good slut," She carried on, *Thwack!* "you're just a pathetic little naughty slut who should be thankful to be touched up by an old horny pervert in the back of a dirty alley.." *Thwack!*The. I never had to badger himto do anything. He was so helpful before, during, and after our hostingfamily, friends, and neighbors. He continued to explain that he had longcraved to express his cleaning inclination in the most ultimate way: as aFrench maid.Of course, I interrogated him about his sexual fantasies. Gay? No. Trans?No. Cuckhold? No. Sissified? No. Babyfied? No. Feminized? No. And on andon I asked. I was up front with him: "I have to think about this for a fewdays." He said he would. The actual idea of being naked in front of someone else always scared and excited him at the same time. And now he would be completely naked in front of his mom, who strangely enough had an amazing pair of tits. What if he got a boner again? His mom would ridicule him to no end. As if to spite him, his cock began to fill out. To try to take his mind of such matters Jack decided to strike up a small talk."We should get going. We only have a few hours before it gets too dark. Let's have a drink. Debby raised her head and looked over at me and said the money is on the top of the dresser. I went and counted it and put it in my wallet. I turned to the bed and removed my clothes not so much stripping but getting undressed. I allowed myself to get aroused watching them on the bed as I folded my clothes and put them on a chair, Debby said don’t be shy step up and put that tool to work. We chuckled because I had been in a construction worker costume earlier when they met me. I knelt behind.