Maggie didn't know what Beth needed advice for this time, but whatever it had been, Elvis and Aunt Prudie encouraged her to chase after me, which, of ...course, ended up with her being in the contest Maggie cooked up.When I told George all this at school the next day, he was as amazed as I'd been the night before and decided he needed to go chat with Elvis himself. I found this to be as sane an idea as everything else I'd heard of late and wished him good luck.He and Maggie hung together like. "I heard him go into the bathroom and quickly return. I felt acold gel in my bottom and then the feeling of penetration. Hehad found my buttplug and was inserting into me. "Thank you Master" I said exerting from the pleasure he wasgiving me."You will leave this in until I saw to take it out slut" Yes Master" I said again."On your knees slut". It was difficult to maneuver while beingtied but I managed."Perhaps my little slut would like a taste of my cock again".I eagerly said "Oh yes. After a few minutes he pulled up beside me in a van, his new "ride" which had a mattress in the back (classy i know). He explained to me that he did a lot of traveling with work and it was cheaper just to sleep in the back of his van instead of getting a motel, which made some sense i guess.So we drove around for a while and found somewhere to park beside a soccer field way off at the end of the parking lot, it was private enough and the windows were tinted. It wasn't long after that we started. This trend continued for every weekend that my father was away (which was often), up till I turned 11. When I turned 11, I started masturbating. Like every mother, she of course knew that I was masturbating, and I discovered porn. As I discovered porn, I realized that the little deposits on my mom’s face came from the various neighbours’ cocks she was sucking in the morning before I came down for the second time that morning. Also, after I started making masturbating part of my hourly schedule.