This time I took my cock out and started feeling up. He was touching himself over his pants. I asked him to take it out but he said No. I touched his ...ock over his pants and he allowed it. He was shy for me to feel his cock as it was below average in size (nearly 3- 4 inches erect). I said to him that I didn’t care or notice the size but was looking for only pleasure. He was reluctant so I unbuckled his pants and touched his cock over his underwear. He became very aroused and smiled sexually. I. Charlie here tells me that you are the reason she even explored this life. Is that true, cunt?” Just as Dawn was about to respond, John twisted a nipple again and slapped her pussy to get her attention. After the initial shock, Dawn responded, “I told her about it Sir, but I never encouraged her.” John’s right hand left a clear handprint on Dawn’s ass. She was sure people would be able to hear the crack. John laid two more on her ass while growling, “Slut, are you telling me that your Master. The awkwardness and anxiety dissipated again, without speaking he'd answered my upspoken fear I'd misread things and proven to me that this is exactly what I want. I'd never been touched like this before but already I never wanted it to stop. I lay there enjoying the sensation of his hands caressing me and trying not to worry about what I was doing, what it meant or where it was leading. Leaning over me he stroked and rubbed my bare back silently attentive to every slight move or shallow breath. “No, no, I didn’t say that now,” Mrs. Simmons backpedaled. “If you think you are better than us and that’s why you are doing this to get some pat on the back for helping us, then that’s fine by me,” she said. My Mom pretended not to take offense, but I could tell by the way her face twitched she wanted to give the woman a piece of her mind and thought better of it.She added that she didn’t have any cleaning supplies though and looked at my mother expectantly. My Mom agreed to bring our own.