She tried comforting me and was making me understand that we both knew the risks of how this was going to end. I started crying like a little baby.Shw...eta took me into an embrace and hugged me. She was caressing me on the head gently and I ceased to cry slowly. After wiping my eyes, my lust for Shweta reawakened. As I was in a bad place, I went ahead and kissed Shweta passionately without thinking of the consequences. Shweta knew that this would happen, she did not pull back or pushed me away,. Making you feel good, Mommy. I replied in earnest, eyes displaying no deception, There’s a side of your sexuality you haven’t explored to the fullest, I’m helping you do that.My newfound lesbianism? Prestira laughed in my mind. Your little asshole. I replied, slowly feeding her more of my own sensations. Prestira’s smile faded from her pleasure-stricken face. This is how anal makes you feel? Prestira’s inquiry was cautious, but interested. I added a little more to the connection, and watched. He came over to me where I heard a click and feeling my wrist be free then the other. I gently and carefully moved my arms and legs after being held there for so long. After feeling my arms and legs again, I listened out for my master. I could only hear strange sounds coming from the end of the bed. I didn’t dare take off my blindfold as master hadn’t told me to. Instead I laid there waiting for him. I soon felt him nearby as he held onto my waist pulling me up and moving behind me before. Lifting the remote, he turned off the television and strained his ears for a repetition. He was going to be quite upset if an animal, even a mouse, had snuck in. Vermin were a pain to remove.The sound returned and the single father blinked, setting his half-empty beer down on the end table between the recliner and sofa. It seemed to come from the hallway between his daughter's room and his own. George grimaced, wondering if the blond-haired woman had played hooky from school with her boyfriend,.