Mistress...'' I gasped as her grip tightened.''Good girl.'' Grace let me go and kissed me deeping, biting my lip as she did. I felt a pluse in my pant...es- I was soaking wet. I had always been very sexually submissive but in my current state I was already very close to cumming. It didn't take long for Grace to notice. It seemed to amuse her. She guided me through by the hand to the sitting room, she sat on the sofa.''Why don't you kneel here?'' She tugged on my hand as I knelt down in front of. I would hold the back of her head bending her back taking the lead. Mom was a fast learner giving into her passionate side and letting me grope her breast even as we frenched kissed. It might have been over her clothes but the feeling of her tit in my palm as my tongue slide all around her mouth and hers in mine excited us more.The kissing we did became more sensual and passionate as a mom really got into french kissing me. As we kissed beside slowly massaging one of her magnificent breasts my. ***It was about a 1.5 mile ride to trail head near Sam's home and he got there fairly quickly. His excitement and desire for fitness propelled him. Those things and also the knowledge that as the sun started to set and many of the trail's patrons left for the day he might get a chance to see some interesting activity if he decided to veer off the paved path. He also knew that even if there was no activity, there would at least a few fit men in tight biking outfits just like his and he could. Some string stuff. Huh? Wait a second. How could that be? The cabin couldn't have been more than 15 feet by 20 feet at the most. No way an orchestra could fit in there. Plus, I could hear people talking and laughing.So, like any smart kid I did the smart thing. I walked right up to the door.Kind of dark, like one of those fancy restaurants where each table has a little candle or light on it, so I couldn't really see very much, except that there were a lot of people inside talking and laughing.