I chopped vegetables, breaded chicken, and tossed a salad. I was so excited as naughty ideas about tonight boiled through my mind.At dinner I once aga...n, I had my son's undivided attention. Those MILFs on his phone were fine, but he had the real thing live in his apartment. Not a step-mom but a real one. I smiled at him all through dinner, glad I didn't have to battle with his phone for attention.Having a man shower me with his gaze was amazing, but when he was my sexy son...I was such a. Turn around what are you hiding she thundured ,TURN AROUND i said ,,i turned reluctantly and since i was wearing only tights mistress easily could see that i was hard..What a mischivous naughty sissy mistress screamed you heard me talking about Marcus no no no mistress i m not gay i blubbered ,we will see about that she continued, so why are you hard, becouse of the spanking received was the first thing that came to my mind ,mistress stayed quite for a while than she said this is what i have to. Not to mention that the FBI would have concluded very quickly that I might have used it to do the kidnapping and whipped up a quick set of lies to cover my tracks. I just sipped my coffee and continued to stifle yawns so I didn't look like I was holding anything back."Is there anything you're not telling me?" Either she was better than I thought or just naturally suspicious."What could I hold back?" I asked in return. "I honestly don't have anything to lie about. Some friends of mine are. “This time yes.”Soooo, we leave the lounge and go to our van which is parked in the far end of the lot in a dark area (just in case something like this ever came up...a mutual fantasy of ours for years). In the past after coming back to our van in this spot, we would pretend I was some guy she had just picked up and she would give me a blowjob.Now, however, it was about to happend for real. Did I mention this club kind of specialized in white couples meeting up with black men for fun and games?.