“Tommy, as my Submissive, you need to learn a lesson right now.” She opened her shirt to reveal her breasts. “Tommy, what are these?” she aske...d. “Your breasts?” I tentatively answered. “Correct!” she said. She flipped her shirt closed and buttoned up, depriving me of the view. Again she cupped my balls in her hand. “What do we have here?” she asked. “My balls?” I again tentatively answered. “Wrong!” she said, turning the gentle hefting into a powerful squeeze. It started to hurt. “These are MY. That if we connected I would adopt her baby. I told her about my dreams and my life.In the morning I checked my email and there was a return letter from terry. Teresa said she wanted to talk to me in the Robert's Chat Room and then later we could telephone before we moved on. Her letter was so business like I was frightened she was not interested.I IM'ed her at the exact time she requested."Hi Teresa you there" Yes Joseph I am here, call me terry" terry hi call me joe" Joe would you ever hurt. “Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! That’s ... more than I would have looking for! Thanks, dad!” she said, kissing me full on the mouth just as the phone chirped. Ever limber, she was able to bend over and put it to my ear without losing any of my shaft.“Yeah, Chuck. What couldn’t wait?” I asked, even as I added a two-inch length, the better to thrust with.“I think our mysterious computer genius had, God, the only way I can put it, is he had a slave out there,” Chuck said.“Jesus,” I said, easing my. I pushed him onto the bed. I placed my head between his legs and slowly bent toward his penis. The head was white and larger than the rest of it. His dick smelled like the lemon lube that I had used a moment ago. The smell was invigorating and I realized that I wanted it not for grandma’s pussy, but for him. I slowly and passionately kissed the head of his penis. As soon as I did granny sat beneath me and latched her mouth onto my rod. This only excited me more and sparked the mood. I took.