Tonight was different. As if to confirm her suspicion, the blinds moved and Jo looked out directly at her window, obviously seeing her silhouette. Mar... decided that this was one opportunity that she did not want to miss. Her carnal desires overwhelmed her rational self. In this heightened sense of arousal, there was no way her rational self was going to win. She slipped away from the wind, slipped on her light summer dress, not bothering to put on any underwear, raced down-stairs, grabbed her. I caught Lily looking at me with concern. ‘Tell me you didn’t,’ Lily said. ‘Twice.’ ‘You idiot.’ I looked down into my tumbler and swirled the whisky around, unable to meet Lily’s eyes. ‘I guess I don’t need to ask you how it was,’ Lily said. I couldn’t quite tell if it was humor or contempt in her voice. ‘Phenomenal. As always.’ ‘Of course.’ I braced myself for what Lily would say next. ‘What about Danna?’ ‘What about her?’ ‘Don’t play stupid, Paul. You either tell her or she finds out.. "You shouldn't have come here," Ron said angry at how quickly the Mistress had turned his play thing into her toy."You don't like having me around," the Mistress asked smiling as she continued to relieve her bladder."Not around my slaves," Ron said angrily."If you don't want me around Ronald, why don't you just order Hannah never to let me out again? It's what she wants, she'd like nothing better than to be where Sasha is right now!" The Mistress finished peeing and instantly a tongue began. "And such, staying power. Ohh, stevie I have to go to work. Or else I'd let you fuck me again." She began to clean herself up, of her sweat and my cum. She pulled her big pink panties up, and pushed her skirt back down. "Though I have a feeling my sons asshole will be just as good as mine, untill I get back." She smiled down at me instantly becoming the Mrs. Thompson I remembered again, not the whore I just fucked and sodomized in her kitchen. "Remember you boys have fun, but keep some cum for.