.. and then one day....I got invited to Kathleen's (my best friend) house for a sleepover, I asked my parents and for some odd reason I was allowed to...spend the night over, I didn't expect it at all. I grabbed my stuff and waited for Kathleen's ride. Kathleen came over with her elder brother (cutey Pie Brad as I called him who just turned 20) to pick me up. I opened the door to the back seat and Kathleen yelled out, that I should trade places with her (she was in the front seat) as the car. As with everything else, none of this seemed to touch him emotionally.Whenever a contradiction was blatant, a momentary burst of panic would shoot up his spine. Dee and himself had once had neighbours, he knew that, all the houses in their street had once been occupied. But now, many of the houses were empty. Who were his neighbours? Where had they gone? Why didn't anyone speak of this? The panic never lasted. A feeling of calm would soon wash over him, and he decided that it didn't matter very. For 30 years I have wanted to fuck mom. I make sure she accidently see my cock every five years or so and she has never dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. She has found tapes labeled MotherFucker when I slept over and never said a word. She knows her son wants to fuck her but knows he would never cross that line. But what she does not know is that for 69 days her son has abstained from sex including masturbation and planning a way to cross the line.Its Saturday morning as I act like. "You're about to be MY bitch," he yelled, slamming my head on the hood,and then jerking it back with the leash. I could see my Mistresses lookingon through the windshield."Perhaps you should frisk her, in case she's hiding something in her shirtor panties," offered Mistress Jenna. With that, the cop pulled the jerseydown, freeing my tits, and mashing them on the hood. His hands traveleddownward, and cold fear hit me. I had not used my little dick in so long,I often forgot about it, but not.