I hung up the phone and immediately began to wonder if I really knew what I was getting into or perhaps it was the Pinot talking? The next evening I ...athed, shaved, perfumed and powdered. Then I began to select the appropriate attire for the evening. I wondered “What does one wear to a date in a dungeon?” I settled upon a black garter belt adorned with lace and tiny bows, a matching black push-up bra, black seamed stockings and the tiniest little pair of lacy black bikini panties. The black. And both of them were pleased that here they were in a world where they could indulge in their sexual fantasies, even to the most extreme prejudice, and it would have no real deleterious consequences. The nature of Angela’s own fantasies was very clear in the choice of sexual avatars that populated her virtual world. These were no nudists, unlike Angela who never wore a scrap of clothing on her virtual body. They dressed in the tightest latex and leather; often with their shaven vaginas or. Hilarious,I was stunned when I saw that I knew who he was, he was the father of my best friend. He looked at me and I could see the shock on his face. Immediately I understood the power I had over him. And it was obvious that he did too. I summoned him into my bedroom and closed my door gently. Hello Mr Jones I see that you have been enjoying my mother tonight, was she a good fuck?He immediately started stuttering, saying he was sorry, that it was only this once et cetera et cetera. But frankly. She moaned loudly as she pulled of her boyfriend’s cock. An orgasm rippled through her, her face screwed up in pleasure, her body quivering violently, causing her thick curves to shake erotically. Finally, the rush took control and she exploded in a scream; the whole force of her orgasm raced through her while the long thick cock in her pussy continued to slide deep into her. “Oh Fucking God, your cock feels so good,” she cried before collapsing on the bed from weakness. Their friend fell.