And when the time came, he headed up the stairs and towards her bedroom as expected."Have a seat on my bed," she said as her son stepped inside her ro...om. "So what do you think about this outfit?"Tom sat on his mother's bed, and Sara immediately struck various model poses for him. Her outfit was professional, elegant, and sassy, all at the same time. She was barefoot, and wore her knee-length black colored skirt that she often wears to work. Her top was a thinly clad sweater, made entirely out. Seems like we’ve rather had an effect on you, haven’t we?’Mavis observed. My dream dispelled, the voices faded and I found the three ladies staring at my jogging shorts with interest. In the course of my daydream, my leviathan had stirred from its lair and was bulging my drawers dramatically. Mavis licked her lips, Sheila beamed and Mary smirked conspiratorially. ‘I think we can conclude you’re not gay,’ Sheila said deliberately. ‘The dear Vicar must have been in a terrible way since his Janet. It’s much like the ones you may have seen on earth. You know, houses, commerce, endless road construction that doesn’t seem to benefit anyone, the works! And it’s the perfect place to experience all manner of exciting punishments. Thankfully you weren’t bad enough to be sent to, well, a boiling lake of skin tearing and tooth breaking, but still! How exciting this will be!”The skeleton pushed a form toward you bearing a wall of text you couldn’t read in a fancy, though foreign, script.“This is. I'd crack soon, though, unless Sally took me in further - especially since it would seem she might actually enjoy it.I was to learn the truth of this very soon. She looked up at me and maintained eye contact as she slowly moved her lips down my shaft. Lower, lower she went. I felt every inch as it slowly entered her warm, wet mouth. When my tip reached the back of her throat I felt it contract around me as she swallowed - a bit of a gag really. Fuck me! That felt good. Pity she wouldn't be able.