OH HELL NO!!!!!!!!
I agree with @Cedar. 😳🤯
Don't even joke about that.
Don't worry @Meat_Monster I promise Mom won't know about this place but she does know about you and I think she understands. I stopped by her place after I borrowed you this morning 🌹 and I'm not trying to be cute or clever as I write this. There's something happening with me and @TedStarr and @Dahiana and you and about all I can say right now is that it seems right. I think we all have developed a sort of “code” to let us know when we want a little attention and I used this morning with you when I stopped by your place and asked you if I could “borrow you” for a little while. I was wearing this skirt and blazer with the little goody bag and you seemed to know what I was asking of you. And I didn't have as many butterflies in my stomach when I asked to borrow you as I have in the past and you didn't seem as bashful or shy and picked up on what I was asking.
When we were walking out to the Mother Ship I asked you how much time you could spare and you asked me what I was looking to borrow you for. I was comfortable with telling you I wanted an enema for starters and then I would like some anal sex, and again a lot less butterflies and you didn't blush or get nervous. I'm not sure but I think that is what I've been looking for all along, especially with Ted. Always before with Ted, we had to really plan ahead or claw out some time for us to even have sex or wait until late at night when we were in bed, or those rare times when morning sex before the kids woke up. And that was the problem as we saw it, we just couldn't be spontaneous as much as we wanted because of our jobs or the kids or some whatever it is that dipped into our time. I think about sex a lot and so does Ted and the majority of time we aren't able to give each other what we want and that causes frustration.
But wait, I'm a little ahead of myself and should probably say that most of that above paragraph is what you and I were talking about when I hiked up my skirt and you were giving me an enema while I leaned on the counter. 🌹 I liked how natural it felt hiking my skirt up and then waiting for you to come back with my enema bag and fill it up and get it ready. I loved your walking towards me with the full enema bag and motioning for me to turn around and “assume the position” and catching a glimpse out of the side of my eye as you hung my enema bag and then hearing you open the cap for the lube and how I knew just when to expect you to part my cheeks and slip some lube into my rectum and then followed by the nozzle. 🌹 And the whole time we were talking about how right this felt and that it was getting easier and more comfortable to ask for what we wanted. And then when you inserted my nozzle into me, we both had gone quiet to enjoy that moment.
I still like the sound and the feel of the water just starting into me and that I usually pause my incessant talking and stream of conscious babbling to enjoy that very first few moments that you put the enema nozzle against my anus, as you push it slowly in, and feel your knuckle or finger as you reach the depth of putting my nozzle in me. I liked that you felt comfortable enough to remark or even notice that I was aroused and I wasn't embarrassed by your remark and that I said that is why I like this with you. AND THEN we talked about all that in the second paragraph above. 😁
Thank you for carrying my bag around while I kept my nozzle inside of me to let the enema work its magic. I think I'm getting pretty good at keeping my nozzle in with my enema. And then us walking around your shop after I've made the initial release of my enema and waiting for the rest to come down. You asked me how I wanted to do the anal with you and I told you how I wanted to take you this time and how I went overboard in not only telling you how but why and how come I wanted it that way. I know I talk a lot and over explain a lot of things and go into too much detail, but for me being able to talk about how it feels is part of the sharing of it all.
And when it came time that all of my enema was out and we went to the desk where I did not hesitate in unfastening your jeans and taking your erect penis in my hand and slipping the condom onto your magnificent penis. You were watching me the whole time and then you turned me away from you had me bend completely over and make myself comfortable on the top. I anticipated, wrongly, that you would enter me anally but instead you slipped into my vagina and my body involuntarily shuddered at how good it felt. 🌹🌹🌹 Yes I was quick to come and you were helping me along with your fingers on my clit and for the next few moments I went with you to where you wanted to take me. I went into that swirling shroud so soft and warm, and yet electric for what seemed like ages. 🌹🌹🌹
I was catching my breath and refocusing wondering if you had decided to take yours in my vagina, but your penis was being withdrawn, slowly and it, you, 🌹 were still erect. The tip of your penis never lost contact with my body as you slid from my vagina and positioned at the entry to my anus. 🌹🌹🌹 You paused and I sensed you wanted what I did next and that was for me to press and push back onto you and control the penetration as I did. 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 And then I had you all of the way inside of me and in control of the thrust of my hips against your solid body holding your ground as I felt all of you inside of me. I love that feeling alone and was content with making it work for me, but then your fingers found my clit again and I made use of them and I was determined to give something back to you.
And then I felt your knees go weak and your fingers lost their “train of thought” and I went with you. 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
I loved that you stayed inside of me as we recovered and I again started up my breathless dialogue with a lot of words that weren't words. 😉 😁 I had “lost it” and I went into detail about how it felt for me. And then we were done with that part and you withdrew and I turned to face you, in a manner of speaking 😉 as you are taller than I am. 😁 I reached down and helped to remove your condom with all you had left inside of it. It felt heavy and warm, surprisingly warm, and you were moist with what I assumed was me. I looked for a paper towel to dry you off and surprised both of us when I partially knelt down and took your penis into my hand and it was brief and I dabbed what I could off of your shaft and pubic area. And when I stood up you also returned the favor and dabbed what I had left flowing from me.
I kept my skirt pulled up as we left the Mother Ship so that more would flow out and that I could air dry and dab away as we walked and talked. We talked a little more by my car until I was satisfied that I wouldn't deposit any of myself on my skirt when I sat down to drive off to see Mom and drop off some cookies the kids made for her.
Mom gave me a pleasant nod and a half smile at seeing me get out of my car with a skirt on. I knew what she was thinking and reached in to get the cookies and I know she was looking for any tell tale signs of panty lines. I just smiled back at her and broke into a grin and told her that my wearing a skirt doesn't always mean I've been out “socializing” and she wanted to know if I wanted to have a cookie and some milk or coffee. We were drinking the milk and having a cookie and asked about Dahiana. I told her it was illegal to fish without a license but went ahead and corrected her and told her it was MM. She didn't say anything and looked me in eye more curious but definitely not judgy. I was happy and I'm sure she could see that and I was relaxed and feeling alive.
She told me she always liked MM and that he really got big and was more than a match for DD. I told her, honestly, that they were a cute couple and Ted and I really are happy with the way things are going between us. She didn't say “I hope you are happy …” or the dreaded, “… as long as you're happy …” Instead she said she liked seeing me this way. ❤️❤️❤️
I'm not going to invite Mom to zity.biz or let on that this place exists but I'm not going to lie to her, but I'm not going into detail either. She's a Mom you not only love, but like.