Theissue of masturbation never really arose.I knew itwas probably happening but he was merely an adolescent boy, a child of 12 and13 in my house and I... was almost more like a mom to him.As he gotolder 15 or 16 however I insisted that if he just HAD to do those sticky andmessy things, he better do them elsewhere and not in my house. Last yeareverything changed.He became18 years old, legally a Man. More importantly he became my full time slave andboy-slut.One ofthe very first things I did was to. Next month would mark the five year anniversary of her divorce, and in those five long years, not once had she had sex. She missed the touch of a live, warm person. It had gotten to where even her fingers and toys weren't enough. When she moved out of her husband's house, Jennifer moved into a quaint apartment complex. Little did she know that it was inhabited by married people, most of whom were elderly. She was very happy with her little apartment, but was very lonely and frustrated with her. Julia had told me during our initial session that she owned a pair of thigh high spike heeled boots and I hoped she would be wearing them.Over the crest of a hill I spotted the number I was looking for on an oversized rural mailbox protected from baseball bats with a rusty metal cage, and I made my final turn into a gravel driveway.There was a modest white farmhouse here, set back from the road, and in the large side yard I saw an elderly man and woman working in a garden. The man was driving. Jerry turned the monitor back on, and to no surprise there was Jackie still getting fucked by the machine; but he noticed something different. It appeared that Jackie had pissed herself as there was a large puddle of liquid beneath the captured Latina. “Oh boy, we are really going to have some fun today”, laughed Mike. He got up, went to the kitchen and grabbed a couple more beers, as well as a large box of industrial wrap, the stuff they use for pallets in warehouses. Jerry, on the other hand,.