She offered no resistance or any sign of comprehension of what was happening. He closed the cupboard door and went to discuss what had happened with h...is wife. –o0o– She finished dusting the sitting room and had cleaned the windows and now she needed to tidy away the study. She wandered into the room and found mistress sitting in the armchair staring out the window. She seemed to be miles away. Ellie stared at her slumped in the armchair. She knew the robot had to have some downtime in order to. . I bet you have some pretty mixed feelings about getting a thrill that way. It isn't something our society really extols as a manly virtue, is it?" No, I guess not," I mumbled.He turned to Suzanne. "It is a little simpler for you. On one hand you are a wife, mother, and successful professional. You take pride in those things. Your self image is built on them. On the other hand, you are a submissive slut. You love the power and freedom of handing me control. You also are an exhibitionist. You. ”). “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!! I’m cumming!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Then, a huge flow of squirt juices burst into my mouth and onto my face: “Oh, my fucking, god,” I thought to myself, “My own mom is a squirter!”When she finished squirting, she lay there moaning with her legs quivering. I rose up and moved on top of her. She looked right into my eyes, saying, “No, Kyle; we shouldn’t do this.” However, as she said that, her right hand was on the back of my head; she wanted it…she wanted her own son to. Her body is very tense as I whisper, “Cum for me, make my day. Your pleasure is my pleasure.”I was very pleased with myself as Anna watched me take her over the edge with a huge orgasm.Afterwards in another room they showed me a range of BDSM equipment. “Which one would you like to try Sarah with us?. How about that one?,” Anna asked as she watched me looking closely at a high, narrow, padded stool. “The idea is you lean forward resting on your elbows with your legs apart.”Always keen to sample.