I told her i knew just the place to go on the way home, we were about 3 blocks down the road and i told her it would be easier for me to finger her pu...sy with her pants off! And a few seconds later her beautiful pussy was exposed for me to play with, she laud against my right arm with her legs up on the dash so i could rub her clit so much easier. As we went through town i finger fucked that girl till her pussy was dripping wet! She loved the udea of being watched as she was pleasured by my. I think I like it!" That was said with an impish grin. "Tell me what I'm getting into here. I sent my son away for three weeks so we could work out where we stand. I don't know if I want any more of that discipline, that welt stayed three days! Tell me what you were talking about with that 'demonstrating' I'm not going to be a whore!" Now understand that while she was talking I was playing with her tits and rubbing her ass."Look my original idea was to have Karl and I swap moms, I think it. "Happily, he bent, unzipped, and took them off. They had been swelling inside the leather for three days. His feet felt like they had been caste in pain and now, even taking them off, hurt. And smelt bad, too, he noticed. He wanted to ask for a shower or a bath, but it wasn't even close to being in his vocabulary. Mistress Dianna had left the bathroom and now called slut out to the bedroom, where she held a completely different kind of corset. "First put these on, slut. They used to be mine. It. “Are you listening to me?Oh.. she was staring at me … an seems to be quite angry “or you were staring at my breasts?”I felt embarrassed.“Not really … I was listening to you…”“Really? And what happened there?”She pointed at my shorts, and I realised I had a hard on. And it was clearly visible. My ears turned red in shame. She continued cooking and teaching me, and I was really embarrassed. I couldn’t look at her eyes that day.Next day, I was studying, she got into my bedroom…“I need to change my.