She then walked back to my bedroom. She pulled out the ironing board and neatly ironed her blouse and after she was done, she went to the bathroom to ...gather her remaining clothes and placed everything on the ironing board. We remained silent as all of this took place.Next she removed her towel but before she put on her clothes, I spoke one word to her, “Otra vez [again].”Martha stood there naked in front of me and I could see her mind was racing as she contemplated her options. She slowly. ”“How?”“Be right back.”When Mom returned she carried a strappy thing with a cock. I knew what a dildo was, but at first I couldn’t figure out the straps. All of a sudden I realized exactly what she had in mind.“Are you kidding, Mom? Dad likes this? Is he gay?”“Lots of straight men like pegging, Charlie.”She chuckled.“You don’t become gay or straight by the things you do, Charlie, we talked about that.”She ran her hands over the cock.“Pegging’s an act, that’s all, and for a man who likes to. I then looked at Lyle, and his head was bent down in pure submission to his dogs knot. I then said Dude, you alright? It took a few seconds for him to answer me, because Buster was giving him two or three more thrusts, and then he stopped. Buster then just layed down on Lyles back, and was panting like crazy. Lyle then slowly raised his head and looked at me with his glossy eyes, and said in a panting voice Fuck dude..im tied up again. I didnt know what to say at the moment, since I was still. But Carol's talk had opened his eyes to appreciating what other people were feeling. He was sure this woman was in great pain, and in some way, she was reaching out to him for help.He set down his coffee. Mrs. Gamble, if you have a few minutes, can we talk as friends? I know I'm just a kid, but I like you, you remind me of my mom and I'd like to be a friend." Well yes Ronny, I'd like that." She always called him Ronny and he didn't mind that much. "But only if you'll call me Annie, my friends.