We discussed everything, even the amount of money I was making which shocked her. She told me I should go for it and make as much money at it as I cou...d. She even said that she was proud that I was so well-endowed and that I should proudly show my equipment for the pleasure of others. That's my mom.Then, one Saturday night, I was the opener and had done my set when the manager came backstage to give me a note."Here's something from an admirer, Rod, I think you'll want to pay attention to this. I am not sure how long I waited. The anticipation was getting me excited my cock pulsing as I wondered what was going to happen. My mistress and I had only met online where we role played many exciting scenarios. As directed I had sent pictures of me using different toys, clamps and items of her choosing.Eventually the door opened. Mistress Dee stood there in thigh high black stockings, heels, black leather bustier that exposed her beautiful breasts. The breasts I am always to worship. She. It felt marvellous. He looked at me and smiled. He offered no resistance as I undid his shirt and then his belt. I pulled his trousers and pants down in one swift move completely exposing his cock and balls to me. I hadn't forgotten what it looked like and it was certainly nice to be seeing it again. I started to stroke it as John struggled with my clothes. He somewhat hesitantly reached into my pants and tentatively squeezed my now rock hard cock between his index finger and thumb. He brushed. Hold on."As she said this, she reached down and slowly pulled the nightshirt off, leaving her with only her panties on."Could you work on my back a bit more, please?" she pleaded.He moved closer and wrapped his hands around her shoulders and neck. He could feel the warmth that was emanating from her soft, tanned skin, made all the more hot with his massage. She continued to roll her head around in large, slow circles, stretching the muscles, and every once in a while her mouth let out a small,.