She was very attractive. Hannah was thirty-nine years old, had shoulder-length brown hair, piercing green eyes, was very slim and stood at about five ...eet four inches tall. She was very softly spoken, but both Melanie and I knew that she regularly spanked her own daughter Jessica if she misbehaved or displeased her mother in any way. I shuffled around under the sheets as I realised that I was getting an erection as the doctor sat down on my bed. She was wearing a short black skirt and black. It was the sweetest nectar, produced only after inflicting hours of torment on him. It stung my tastebuds, and it made my pussy burn with desire.It belonged to me.My lips engorged his crown, slaking his slit with the tip of my tongue. I looked up and his face was tight with need. My heart hammered against my chest. Excitement churned in my stomach at the thought of the lewdness of it all. A mother on her knees, servicing her son with her slutty mouth.What would my husband do if he walked in. And call me Madge, OK? Mistress sounds so formal. Now, this is going to tingle, but it's necessary, trust me." Madge raised her wand again and waved it. What could have been tiny snowflakes shot out of it and broke into two streams. One enveloped Cindy Ella's throat, and the other darted between her legs and disappeared up inside her. Cindy Ella squeaked and jumped, but she couldn't avoid the dust, or whatever it was. She felt a tingling in her throat, and up inside of her, just below her. “Do you, Amrita, take this man, Steve, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, honor, and obey, for better or worse, in sickness and in health, for rich or for poor, for as long as you both shall live?” my father-in-law now asked his son’s bride.“I do,” Amrita licked her lips as she stared at the young man who gladly entered such an open marriage with her.She was not too far along, but very much pregnant to Steve. Sandra was clearly the same with.