I was not ready to wait any longer. I needed his touch so badly. I put my hand on his and pushed his hand up on my breasts.Oh! What a great feeling wa... that. He then started caressing and then squeezing my breasts slowly and softly and bit harder later on. I was moaning in pleasure. It really was a wonderful feeling not to be described in words. He kept on playing with my breasts for sometime and then pulled me up in his arms and carried to his bed room.We reached his bedroom and he made me. He was only one or two strokes from nirvana when his mother happened upon him. Prior to his discovery, he had been congratulating himself on having chosen Mavis as his target of opportunity. His older sister had been blessed with not only breasts that were firm, shapely and above average in size, her pubic hair was a forest in which he hoped to romp at least in his dreams. Without speaking a word, she beckoned him to follow her. Alicia led him into her bedroom, ordered him to close the. I would just say what he wanted to hear and then go. "May I leave?" Some of the anxiety began to leave me. "Tsk tsk, My little cockslut. You must properly address me." Another pause. "May I leave, Master?" I asked quietly. "Turn around, slave." I slowly turned around and again soaked in the sight of my god Max. I mean Max, just Max. Shoot, how could I be thinking this way. But there he was. He had dried himself off and was in a tight t-shirt and boxer briefs now. His bicep veins still. Whenhe sensed she was about to cum he stopped and waited, removingthe dildo. Her body reacted and she expressed this by flippingher head back. Mark reached down and touched her now wide openpussy and could tell she had not come. Exactly what he wanted. He let her stand, bond by her chains, in her burning excitement. When he was satisfied she had settled down some, he began again. Slapping her buttocks with the leather strap with a firm strokeand pushing the dildo in and out of hot pussy. He.