For months now he was stumped.Then one night he was reading an old novel. It was 'Tarzan of the Apes' by E. R. Burroughs. That was when the idea came ...to him to do a remake of this classic. He discussed this idea with Bo to see if this might appeal to her.The idea of a movie surrounded by jungle animals and blackmen definitely got her juices going. They spent the next few weeks talking about what they could and could not do on screen.Of course Bo was insisting of a lot a nude scenes. She was. I moaned and let the orgasm take me. When the man pulled out I felt a longing for more. Then I felt Tristen insert the rod in my pussy. We had done this many times before, but never around anyone else. I loved the feeling of the rod inside me as it poked at my cervix, opening up the entry to my womb. It was smaller around than a finger, but when Tristen worked it around inside me he could open my cervix up about 6mm. He would then usually get behind me and fuck me deep, pouring his cum. You could comeSaturday mornings and clean all day, spending Saturday night here it youwould like. I know you don't have much of a social life so it's not likeyou'd miss a date on Saturday night, anyway. This will start today. Iexpect you to clean the rest of the kitchen, living room and dining room,especially that filthy toilet, then clean out one of the spare bedroomsand make it your own as much as possible. The upstairs bedroom down thehall has a Tiffany bed in it that might suit you. That. “I…I don’t know what got into me.” I didn’t know what got into her either.“It was Master’s will,” she replied.“What are you talking about, Mom? I’m not your master.” Did she think I was controlling her mind?“Of course you’re not Master, Colin. Master is…Master. You’ll come to know him soon. He’s taking care of everything. Don’t worry your head about anything.”“But who is Master?” I persisted. Mom just smiled mysteriously and didn’t reply. This was really freaking me out. The day had started out.