Something that feeds that other addiction that has grown in you over these last few months. Mistress D. reached behind my head, slowly unbuckling the ...trap that was holding the penis shaped gag tightly and deeply into my mouth. I gasped slightly as she pulled it away from the hood, then out of my mouth. My mind was still reeling from the effects of the popper doses so I was still breathing heavily. ‘There my little slave, is that better?,’ Mistress D. asked. I could only moan positively. She. In an instant, we were deeply kissing, not a kiss of comfort now but a kiss of passion. Our lips pressed together, her tongue first explored my lips and mouth, licking me and probing me. My tongue searched out her mouth, and she sucked on me, drawing my tongue deeper inside her mouth.Her hands came up under my shirt and she caressed my back. The sheet slipped completely off her shoulders. I caressed the smooth flesh of her back. She drew back from me. I looked down at her breasts in her bra,. Good bye!’ I turned away and marched home. I was shaking with rage. My mother opened the door to me, was about to speak, saw my face and stood back. I went straight to my room and went to bed. I did not sleep. The angry thoughts went round and round. Two hours later there was a knock at the door. I feigned sleep. A second knock. I grunted. Lorraine, for it was she who knocked, took that as an invitation and crept into the room, coming to the bed and sitting on the edge. I turned over to face. There was no immediate protest from her so I struck while the iron was hot and reached under the bedclothes, finding an already stiffening cock I uncovered it and with a few slow strokes had it as stiff as a flagpole. I made eye contact with my niece and was given a look of silent approval so I leaned over and was rewarded by having her husbands two hands on my breasts as he caressed them and moving even closer he was then able to suck the nipples, oblivious to what his wife might say. I let.