I chuckled thinking he got onto screen alright.I gave Randy the tour of my alma mater, kind of like I did Clay, and he too went to the college where I... worked. Now he had to be close to 30 and looked amazing. Tim woke up and we chatted about the fun. He wanted to hook up again and liked how I got into the role play, camming, and wondered if I wanted to join a private BDSM group for ‘hot wild guys.’ I replied “Sir, Yes, Sir!” He popped up and bolted for the door when he realized the time. I got. My biggest fear atthat moment was that Mom would cave - telling me I could get out ofmy girlie clothes and live the slacker life enjoyed by my brothers.No way. She may have seen her youngest son begin his evolution asa pantyboy, but in Mom's mind at that time, anything was betterthan a third slacker in the family.We drove in silence. Mom reasonably mistook my discomfort ashumiliation. It was really caused by a heady mix of confusion,anticipation and large dollops of sexual arousal. Chapter. He removed her panties and said “count to ten”. Sir spanked Mistress’ ass with a powerful stroke of his bare hand. She let out a small scream followed by the word “one”. Sir hit her again and this time she didn’t scream, but moaned “two”. Sir continued spanking Mistress and with each stroke he hit her harder than the previous. When he hit her the tenth time Mistress shouted “Ten”. Her ass was very red at this point and Sir’s hand marks were clearly visible.Sir said “Good girl. Now go lie on the. There was no way out. I had to tell her something. Mary was impatient. "I will test for myself then. If you did then I'm sure you will smell of pussy." Without releasing my balls she pulled down my pants and my cock flopped out. She stared at it a moment. "Oh, god, that's cum isn't it?" I tried to prepare mentally for the impending ball crushing. There was no avoiding it now. I could hardly punch my girlfriend’s sister, although the idea had crossed my mind. The world turned on its side. Mary.