I love talking to you, God you make me so damn hot!"I had my toy lying beside me on the bed I reach for it, turn it on, and ease it between my pussy l...ps and against my clit. I was about to tell Dave what is going on when he spoke."Do you have anything large to shove in your cunt? Like a beer bottle."By then I was gasping in delight as my toy buzzed against my clit. Now this was intriguing, I've used large vegetables in my pussy, and a ten by three inch toy, but never a bottle. It turned me on,. But that didn't help. That even with all the pressure, you found time to buy me flowers, to spend time with the boys. In some ways it made me feel more useless." I'm sorry you felt that. I did wonder if my stress was spilling over on you."She shook her head, "No. This was all my stress. I generated this emotion." She paused and gulped back some tears, "Well that's the background. Then, at work I met this very attractive man with a great sense of humour called Peter Davies. I thought he was. My Mom brought in some of her world-famous “Ants on a Log” and fed me one while I was standing in the corner. Ants on a Log is a delicious stalk of celery with peanut butter and raisins that my Mom makes for me.“No feeding him while he is on punishment!” Erica insisted.“What about the Geneva convention?” my Mom continued feeding me and looked over at her.Erica repeated what Rob had told her about the new rules. When my Mom heard spanking and how she’d need to sit, she agreed that she was. “Mister, my brother has spoken for all of us. If that horse steps out on Crow Land without you stating your business with Marshal Crow, they’ll drag your ass out a few miles downriver when the catfish and turtles have finished gnawing on it,” Ezra spoke with a growl as the man scowled at them with a scornful look.“I reckon I’ll just save my truck for when I meet Marshal Crow. He’s the one I rode all the up from Waco, Texas to meet personal. Now you young’uns just step aside before I get down.