”“Well not quite,” interrupted Mistress June, “that oneover there is not a mistress, just one of myplaythings.” I follow...d her point to the doorway connecting to thekitchen. Standing there was a pretty young blonde woman,dressed only in a tight corset and holding a tray ofhors d’oeuvres. She was very petite, with long blondehair and blue eyes.Normally I would have called her attractive, but she waslooking at me as if I were pond scum. “Now don’t. Dancing on the main stage was a bleached blonde with big, fake tits and a fairly decent body. She looked to be around 25 years old or so, but she had taken care of herself. She wasn't really my type, but I could tell by the nasty moves she was doing that she was one of those girls who would do whatever it took to make the customer happy. I kept her in the back of my mind as a possibility... The place wasn't real busy yet so I found a table a little away from the main stage. There was five or. I started on Mom’s good shoulder. She jumped at my touch but quickly settled back against me, reaching back with her right hand she placed her hand on my hip. ‘Yell if I hurt you,’ I said. ‘I’ll do more than yell,’ Mom answered through gritted teeth. I felt her fingers grip the flesh at my hip. Re-soaping the face cloth I moved down her back. Taking care as I washed the small of her back where the bruising started. I could see a darker line across the centre of the heaviest bruising. I knew. She wiggled her ass again for me.I smiled as I inched closer with my hard cock. I spit in my right hand as I jacked my cock twice before I bent my knees and quickly got my cock under her fat ass. I could feel her big cunt lips part on the tip of my cock. I heard her scream again as my cock pushed deep into her tight pussy. She was gripping my cock as I began to pound her wet pussy. I put my hands on her hips. I looked around. No one was watching us. She was bent over at the waist. Her big fat.