...not wiltingas it normally does post orgasm."Well that was rather pathetic......" exclaims Mistress."And poor Kathy didn't get to climax. I think we...should rectifythat....stay in her for the moment slave," she commands.Mistress moves in to sight and you get your first glimpse of her. She iswearing a figure hugging black satin Basque, one which jealously youwish you could wear. It has a corset like middle which flares out atboth hips and breasts. This has the effect of thrusting her breasts. "Holy shit, I wasn't playing when I said I was going to fill you up!" Jacob joked. We both laughed as I was collecting and wiping his cum off of me."You had a lot backed up in there. I didn't think you were going to stop with as much cum flooded into me,” I teased. Pulling up his pants he smiled broadly and explained, "This how we use to be before the kids." Lifting my hand to caress his face I knew he was right. We have not put the time for ourselves, especially in regards to sex, as we. I untangled my feet from his body and slowly tried to remove my boxers with breaking his kisses but it wasnt working and soon he became impatient, and ripped them off my skinny frame. He dived into my mouth again, filling me with his tongue and sweet lips, sending shivers down my spine with anticipation of what was to come. Finally, he stopped kissing me and spit into his hand and reached down and smothered it over the tip of his cock. Then with a second spit, he lathered it over my open hole,. I shouldn't be thinking this... I shouldn't be thinking about my son sexually.But yet I slowly pulled my feet in and let my knees open lewdly as she slipped a second finger into me and began to pump them deeply in and out of me."Ooooh, God that feels good…" escaped my lips.After a few more thrusts and her palm grinding against my mound, she took her hand away and stood up.Still laying there with my legs open wide and my breathing intensified, I watched her lay some towels down on the concrete.