“Holy shit girl, was that you? Damn, you’re like a fucking fire hose, what you doing, trying to put me out? Vanilla Fudge baby, we are ughhhhhh…...She came in waves, soaking my face, filling my mouth, seeping out between my lips. She didn’t loosen her grip on my head or hand until she was well out of her pulsations, so only then did I remove my body parts from hers. We collapsed onto my bed and kissed long kisses for a long time.But all that was just the calm before the storm. That was what Ronni. ..it is time for you to accept some truths.”Whether it was my current position, dressed in lingerie presenting myself on Mistress Alyson’s patio my clothes/phone/car keys visibly removed from me, or Mistress Alyson’s previous influence/training online and by phone. I responded in the only way I could think of...the only way I wanted to respond.“Yes, Mistress Alyson.” I picked up the leather hood (with blindfold), nipple-clamps and dildo and finally entered Mistress Alyson’s home. As I walked. The tender hand-job made several drops of precum bubble out of his piss slit.God, she'd just opened her eyes, and she was already as horny as a bitch in heat. She craved another fuck with her well-hung son. And this time she wanted his cock ramming in a different hole. Right up her ass.Lana climbed out of bed, feeling her puckered asshole pulsing expectantly as she rummaged through her overnight bag. It took her only a moment to find the little jar of Vaseline. Sliding back onto the mattress,. Let me clean you up.” Sarah said as she took his flaccid cock in her mouth. I wrapped my dress back around me and went into the main area to get some cold drinks and a bucket of ice from the kitchen area. I was met by the incredibly erotic view of Margarita laying face down on the table, her yellow mini skirt bunched up around her waist and her yellow G-string around one ankle. Ricardo was standing behind her, just wearing a T-shirt, with his cock seesawing in and out of Margarita’s ass, her.