You're mad at me, aren't you?" Yes Lord." What about?" About your damnation of an entire planet for a petty reason. Those were good people. They did n...ot deserve damnation." And who are you to tell me who does and doesn't deserve damnation?" Your advisor Lord. One of my many responsibilities is to try and reign you in when I believe you are going too far. This was one of those times." Amia, I advise you to go home and fuck your husband before I order him to do somewhat less pleasant things to. I knew what she had meant, of course, but it was still weird hearing things like that from your own mom.“Which position you want to try, dummy?” she said, waving her hands in feigned frustration.I eyes got big and I bit my lip. “Uh... I don’t know...” I stuttered.“Okay,” mom said and shrugged. She got up and then said: “Move behind me,” and leaned over.I did as she had said and moved closer, watching carefully where my legs should be going. I sorted them out and attempted a penetration. One of. That evening my girlfriends mobile rang and as expected it was june, asking her if it would be ok if i popped round later in the week and do a quick job for her, at which point my girlfriend turned to me and asked if i could pop round and do this imaginary job, which i obviously agreed to do! With our excuse now in place i had just a couple of days to go before i was to finally meet with june again. My mind kept casting back to our brief moment in the kitchen the first time things happened and. ” I begged. My body was sore from yesterday, yet aching for more of the same. How was I going to get this man to fuck me?“I said that was too broad of a statement. I need to know where you want fucked: throat, pussy, or ass? How do you want fucked: slow, gentle, fast, or rough? Now, are you going to tell me what you want or are you going to rub your clit right off?” he asked bluntly.“My pussy is aching for some attention, so get over here and give it some! But you have to eat it first.” I.