Anyway, the doors and windows were open. It was steaming, man.Our eyes met across the tables. Guys came to Frank’s Bar to find other guys and hopefu...ly get laid. He was a lager drinker, a good sign. I was on iced cider, the latest craze.He was coloured, probably Caribbean. This part of London had its share, especially on carnival day.When he went to get a refill at the bar, I went too. I'd timed it that way, pacing my drink with his. I stood next to him waiting my turn, listening to the rich. I could tell she was intoxicated, turned on and hot as hell. She pulled me close to her as I reached down and pulled her t- shirt up to her neck exposing her breasts to me and Rick. Liv drew back and looked at me with a quizzical look on her face as I smiled at her. She just leaned back on the couch so I could lift the t shirt over her head exposing her all the more. Her breasts were gorgeous as always. Rick and I just marveled at her bare breasts as she sort of pushed them outward for us. . Peeping in I saw the most amazing sight. My mom was being fucking my Sunil soggy style. Both were completely naked and moms eyes were closed. With one hand, he pulled her hair and with another he was smacking her ass. This think shaft was pumping her love hole and mom was shamelessly moaning in pleasure.Yes, my own mom was a liar and a cheat. She lied to her friend and was cheating on dad with her ex-boyfriend. Rage built up inside of me and I wanted to walk in and slap her. And she was such a. "Dear Brenda,"I agree that it would be silly to try to get Mike to play at being any sort of BDSM dominant, given that he hasn't shown any aptitude for or interest in that in all the time you have known him. As part of your education I want you to experience being submissive to a man, but it must be someone you can respect as your Master. Also, in case it doesn't work out, it needs to be with someone you need not ever see again. I would love to do it myself, but I don't want to change our.