John sat there on the toilet, filling, his anus ringpulsing the plug in and out. He felt himself go hard, andcouldn't understand why. Blue balls, I gu...ss. My nipples,maybe. There wasn't much room inside his leather and latexprison, but at least the ring wasn't attached to his pluganymore. For now anyway.Finally, he was full and time passed slowly. His stomachwas cramping and there was no clock in the bathroom. Whatif they get to talking and forget about me for awhile. Hethought of Mistress. I was going to have to rethink a lot of things.Luckily, they finished a quick sandwich and headed back to their room before my client arrived. He was a loud fellow and would have given my presence away if Bonnie had still been seated across the trellis.Even with a dinner and conversation, I was home before Bonnie. I decided not to let her know that I was on to her game. I had to think things through and decide what would be best for me. I realized it was the first time in years I had to make. One was a dark-haired beauty that looked to be about the same age as Miranda. With her was a very cute younger redhead that was maybe fifteen or sixteen. The young redhead had beautiful blue eyes and a sexy little mouth to go along with her long hair. She was a hot little number; her breasts, while not large, were ample for her size and age.When Carrie would notice Chase looking at her and her young friend, she’d give him a sexy flirtatious smile.Chase watched as the dark-haired girl whispered. ” Seeing her eyes go to his middle he lifted his ass and peeled down his underwear. Admiring his fifty-two-year-old mother’s remarkably preserved body he said, “You’re beautiful Mom.”“Get in the middle of the bed sweetie,” she coaxed. “You know what I want.” When he positioned himself with his head on the pillow his mother climbed on the bed and straddled his thighs. Looking into his eyes she wrapped her fist around his reddened phallus and stroked him. With a proud, motherly smile she said,.