He can open literally almost any lock. But he doesn't do it with lock picks or anything mechanical. No, he 'thinks' them open. He gets on an eye level... with the keyhole, and visualizes the mechanism, and 'convinces' the pins and tumblers to align correctly, and voila! The lock opens. At least that's how he claims he does it. Not my field of expertise, so I just have to take his word for it.But it does take a little time, say 30 seconds to a minute of his complete concentration.Of course, after. I couldn't close my mouth at all, he was just using my tongue and roof of my mouth as his pussy. His hips moved back and forth, pushing his cock into my mouth then pulling it back. My involuntary noises seemed to turn him on even more as he started to push even deeper. I couldn't help myself but to gag. As the spit ran out of my mouth, tears started running from my eyes, he asked if I would like to taste his cum.I looked up at him, everything blurry and nodded with his cock still in my mouth.. It's not even eggs, they call it egg product."I brushed off the gravy with the side of my fork and picked at the meat. Katy followed my lead and did the same.As my stomach attacked the meal with glee I finally got up the courage to ask, "what do you want from me?" An apology," was the simple reply.My knee jerk reaction was to attack and accuse her for the crime against my person, but I couldn't. There was no energy, no power left to rehash last night."I'm sorry" came out in deadpan."I'm sorry,. As she grabbed my head, and fucked my mouth. "Remember, three years ago when Jake did this to you. Fucked you like the bitch you are!" She knew EXACTLY how to get my dick hard. "Now it's me, using you like the little fuck pig you are!" She looked down, and saw me stroking my dick. "You like this, You wanna fuck momma now Stevie?" Releasing my head, letting the strap-on slip out of my mouth. She turns around, still wearing the strap-on bends over the bed. "You wanna fuck momma, like the fuck pig.