If you're erect showing me your bare bottom and I know you came to at least talk about spanking, I bet you're masturbating thinking about it, right?" ..."um..." "It's okay son. I masturbate, Mike masturbates, every man does. It's natural and part of life. It's how we learn about our bodies. You can sit down." I pulled up my pants and sat. "Like I said you can talk to me about anything, and there's a reason you're here. I'm not totally clear on that but you don't have to be afraid. There's nothing. The next morning, after we all had breakfast together, my D*d told me he was going into town to get something and that I was to take the truck out to the house water supply windmill and check, as he thought there was a problem with it. He left for town a short time after, with my U*cle and his three k*ds. I went and got the tools I thought I'd need,before telling my M*m I was heading off. Jean asked if she could come for a ride and I said sure. We both jumped into the truck and headed off to. The only thing that kept him from closing /sug/ and opening up a new tab to search for porn was the occasional fanart of Jasper getting posted by various other anons. A particular artwork of Jasper breastfeeding Steven made anon blush, he couldn't keep himself from imagining what her quartzmilk would taste like.That's when he heard a loud knock at the door.Anon quickly turned around to face the door, surprised by the concept of somebody wanting to enter his basement dwelling. He didn't think it. I knew he wasturned on by events so far but would he want tocontinue. I felt I was up for anything just now andwould be really disappointed if we went home. It wasn’teasy in the crowded pub to discuss the afternoon indetail, but suffice to say it seemed my husband hadenjoyed the sight of me prostituting myself in thealley. In truth while the Asian man had by any standards givenme a good time I think it was the sordid situationwhich had really got me going and which now I wanted toexplore.