Aunt Jane commented again about her desire to see my cock, handle it and to love it with her mouth. She would deep throat me, then take it out to look...at it and jack me a little, then back into her mouth again. She was playing with my cock as if this was the last time she would ever see one again. I was really getting sexually worked up as I was licking and sucking her clit at the same time. I couldn't hold back and cum in her mouth. While I was continuing to cum, Aunt Jane kept working her. She tucked them into the sleeve of her blouse as you might a hankie. The lace edge showed beneath her cuff. Emily took my hand and we walked back up the path, past the smokers and through a garden gate out into the street. Her house was close and in the Georgian style so prevalent in the city. It had a short path leading to the front door with matching wrought iron arches over the gate at the beginning of the path and over the front door itself. I remember thinking that it was worth a fortune.. She gave me a blowjob for about 10 minutes and I wasn’t done yet.I looked her at boobs and I told her I wanna fuck her boobs. She then took my dick out of her mouth and put it between her boobs and stroking it. I was just enjoying the moment. After some time I made her stand up and made her bend while standing and turned her back to me.I went down and bite down her ass and spanked it, then stood up and put my dick inside her wet pussy. She moaned. I started fucking her from behind slowly at. ”“Ms…. Jones… I mean Master.” Amy replies startled to see her there.“Get on your knees slave.” Her Master commands of her.“What if someone comes in?”Ms. Jones grabs her slave by the throat and tells her,“I said get on your fucking knees.”Amy does as she has been ordered to and watches as her Master undoes her pants. She is a little surprised to see the strap on is gone and she gets her first look at her Master’s pussy. She sees that her Master keeps the hair very short and trimmed. She also.