When Amanda had finished pissing Steph really attacked her cunt. It wasn’t long before Amanda was orgasming into Steph’s mouth, filling it again w...th her juice. Steph looked up with questioning eyes. Amanda just shrugged and said, “I took a chance. I had an idea you’d like it.” “I loved it, darling. You can do that whenever you like.” Whenever she was home Steph taunted Phil by making him wear lingerie, especially stockings. They looked great with his tattoos on the backs of his legs. Steph. Nowadays he took his time and savoured her. Bradley would probably do the same.He popped in to see him mid-afternoon. It was just a brief visit. “How did the shopping go?” he asked him.“It went well.”Bradley must have thought that Alan was about to tell him what he had bought for her and held up his hand. “It’s okay Alan, don’t tell me. You’ll only spoil it for me.”Alan just nodded as Bradley looked at his watch. “Shall we say six-thirty then at the hotel?”He nodded again.“Its room 49,” Bradley. I'd somehow flipped over and it was turning me on. Sitting there in my shiny shoes and high socks, I was hypnotized and just watched her, my dick painful it was so hard. I can't tell you what it was like to have her hypnotically circle in and her mouth close slowly over my dick like a Venus fly trap while she fixed me with those ancient evil eyes. I couldn't move. She was like a cobra waving back and forth, hypnotizing its prey. I just sat there watching her close in over my throbbing dick.. “Yes,” August said, smiling devilishly. “But from now on, you can call me ‘Mistress’”“Mistress,” I repeated, barely managing to overcome the urge to break into laughter.“Good,” August said. “Now, what can I do with you?... Oh, I know! Royce I’m going to ask you a question and I want you to be honest with me, okay?”“Yes, mistress.”“What was the name of your first girlfriend?”I stayed silent.“Royce, you were going to be honest, remember?”“Yes, mistress.”“Will you tell me the name of your first.