'You OK', he asked me gently, 'Sure, I am fine', and he took a jar from the table, opened it and dipped his finger in, scooping out some creme, which ...felt cold as he guided his finger onto my anus.'Cold' he laughed, as he pushed gently, working his finger until my sphincter muscle gave way and he pushed all the way inside.It was not painful just a little discomfort having something inserted in your bum, but he kept talking and eased both my concerns and embarrassment as his finger felt this way. The disturbed mother looked at her young daughter… she did not get the same surge of sexual excitement rippling through her body when her son told her to do things… being ordered around by her youngest daughter did not have the same effect... then it suddenly dawned on her…“There… there can be only one” Alice’s voice was not assertive but Cathy thought that Ross must have told their mother that he is her Master and no one else… she felt disappointed and… angry. She was about to say something. After almost slamming headfirst into my door, I made my way into my room and plopped down on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Should I really keep thinking about this? Maybe I should ignore it, and hope it goes away …Yeah, right.I needed an idea, and I needed one now. I didn't want to just pounce on the boy and risk him freaking out, but I wanted to see if he felt the same about me. After rummaging through almost every piece of clothing I have, I decided on a very short-cut yellow top, no. They obviously loved the way they were dressed, since they looked at each other just as I was looking at them. They started with slow kisses, which became more passionate as time went on -- it seemed like an eternity. Their hands, which started out being fixed on each others back, became more and more mobile. There was no part of their bodies that their hands did not touch. Kristin, my beautiful wife, was gasping at every caress given by Dianne. Dianne, being very turned on by now, loosened.