His jaw strains against the gag as time passes. then he hears the key in the door. She sweeps in, a large handbag over Her shoulder. walking right pa...st him as if he isn't there, he pulls at his bonds and moans through the gag, trying to get Her attention. She ignores him. a short time passes as his mind races. he wonders what the hell is going on. he is soon answered. stepping out of Her bedroom, She appears with a stack of envelopes in hand, as well as a adress book that he knows is his.. " Name it, Stacy, anything. Well, I won't rob a bank for you, hahaha, but maybe we can come to a meeting of the minds here." I need someone to talk to about a problem that's been upsetting me for quite awhile. For years, in fact. I'll be honest, Mr. Kushna - I do think we can be totally honest and open with each other now, right? I've never been fucked very well, not by anyone. I've been with several guys and I've never had an orgasm or even gotten close to it. It's driving me crazy. Every time. 'Listen you guys have travelled far, so stay the night' he suggested, five minutes later it was a done deal, as mother phoned daddy and said, 'Don't wait up, we wont be back tonight', and that was it, drinks and talk about my ability to suck cock.In the end his kink was not in the deflowering of u******e girls, it was the mother daughter routine, mother did the business, I stripped and played with myself watching my mother fuck and suck, and encourage me to finger myself.In the world of p**o's. Her breath on the back of my neck. I want to squirm. I want her to pound into me and make me cum. She has other ideas though. ‘Don’t Move.’ she growls into my ear before nibbling her way down my earlobe and neck. It’s so hard not to move, not to squirm but I do my best. As her mouth teases my throat the hand that was on my hips starts to let up the pressure. I give one small buck of my hips causing her to tighten her grip and growl a reminder in my ear to be a good girl. I realize she’s.