Maybe you’re my mistress – what do you think?’ ‘I don’t know if it’s technically the correct use of the term – it’s usually a married ...an who has the mistress, not a single man who has a married woman – but being your mistress sounds sexy. Ok, I’m Mack’s wife and your mistress! Now, do you want to take your mistress to bed?’ The answer to that question was self-evident as he pulled her to her feet and, without even the slightest hesitancy or suggestion of guilt, Sandy led her lover, caring his. "Go on in. They're waitin'."Ann gave her a nod and went through the door. The interior was dark withcandles the only lighting. Ann was led by a matronly madam into the backwhere she had the choice of a young girl with barely tits to speak of, anolder wrinkle-faced bike or a chink.She chose the chink and got led up the narrow staircase to a tiny roomwith barely space for a three quarter sized bed.The Chinese girl barely spoke English but Ann didn't mind. She liked nothaving to talk first. That. "Shit Sis. For the last time, yes! The only reason I didn't recognize you the first time was because you had that suit on and had your hair pulled back. Shit, you look just like I remember you. Only wiser." I still don't understand why you didn't tell them over the phone," I said, watching Tommy carefully as he tried flipping my coin like I had been showing him."What? And ruin the surprise? Shit, that wouldn't be any fun. Besides, they wouldn't have believed me," Joey said."I wish Stan would. Once in position she said “I am ready”. Then I sat and pissed in her waiting face. I could hear her lapping and swallowing my golden stream as I sat in the commode chair. Then she licked my dick getting the last drop. When Jill was finished she said “Ahhhh that was so good”. After cleaning up then we continue to her candle lit bedroom. By her bed there is a clock, it was 1:45AM. Oh what a birthday this is starting to be.I asked Jill if my birthday gift be ready for anything during my birthday..