So we went away again (I AM a lucky girl!) and I got my Mode on well and good.
By the time I had finished with the Boy he was on his hands and knees hungrily sucking my fat cock and begging for a real one. He did get a fit of nervous giggles but that was soon whipped out of him and I sat on his face whilst he “cleaned” my wet pussy untill he had made up for his mistakes.
It’s amazing what instilling a little discipline can do.