A picture of Brian

Andrea heard the familiar sound of a printer from the office room before Charlene shortly returned, pleased to see her offspring continuing to go to town on ‘her’ pleasure toy.

“I finds it’s better to have something to look at when you’re practicing pleasing a special someone”, Charlene stated as she attached via Sellotape a photo of Brian to the mirror above Andrea’s dildo.

“Now make sure to look him in the eyes when you suck his dick; men love eye contact. It lets them know you care about them. And their dick!”

Andrea would have gagged were it not that ‘her’ gag reflex was now completely eliminated.

The sense of revulsion was making a sickeningly happy return as Andrea’s eyes locked with the lifeless paper ones of Brian.

Unfortunately Charlene was adamant Andrea perfect ‘her’ technique and ensured that not only did ‘she’ switch between deep throating and other ways of pleasuring the black silicon genitals, but also that ‘she’ maintained ‘her’ moaning and virtual compliments of Brian till it felt as if Brian was there himself and Andrea was doing ‘her’ utmost to get him off.

About twenty minutes of practising later, Charlene finally relieved Andrea of ‘her’ dick-sucking duties and brought ‘her’ downstairs for some wine and snacks while they watched Sex and the City.

Andrea was quieter than normal, which Charlene attributed to her ‘daughter’ being tired, but in reality Andrew had become a little more broken and a little more worn-down by the evening’s lessons.

Eventually, Andrea retired to bed, leaving ‘her’ phone downstairs as it occasionally buzzed from a text from Brian.