She brought it down between her legs and after she again grabbed hold of the thing that was sticking out of her, she put the big white thing against h...erself and began moving the other one in and out of her hole again.I watched as she began moving her hips up and down, rotating them as she moved that thing faster and faster. It kept getting smaller and smaller as it went inside of her. She stopped moaning and began saying things that I had never heard her say: "Fuck me, baby, fuck me, harder,. I knew that I could use her in any way I wanted, and I sensed that that excited her greatly; that this gave her life its ultimate meaning, and that she would embrace this new reality with an enthusiasm and commitment unlike anything that she had previously experienced. She was my mother, my lover and my pet. I now knew without a shadow of doubt that this was to be her role, even if nobody else could know that she was my plaything."You like this idea, don't you mother? You like having to do what. “Kenny!” I announce very loudly in a jocular, ‘taking the piss’ voice. I close the door and activate the locking ‘Do Not Disturb’ light. Let the sport begin.Abi says hi and saunters over towards Ken. Just as expected, the effect on him of her outrageous little dress is shattering and painfully obvious. He tries to hide his excitement but he can’t. His fucking tongue is hanging out. The poor guy is absolutely drooling. Abi perches herself up on the table, directly in front of Ken, and she. He had fractured a bone in his arm and wrist. The plaster nurse told me that on no account must water get inside the plaster, nor should the plaster be allowed to get wet. After getting an appointment for a check-up I drove us home.That evening Peter said he’d like to take a hot bath to ease his bumps and bangs before going to bed, so I ran him a bath and offered to help undress him, but he insisted he could manage."OK then but I’ll sit in my bedroom and read. Leave the bathroom door open and.