Mommy’s made it all better for you.”Eventually, the spell was broken, Caroline removed her stockings and sent me off to the bathroom to launder he... very special nylons.Lying alone in bed that night, I went over the day’s events in my mind. Another mind-blowing orgasm, courtesy of my newly arousing wife. A rather humiliating scenario, granted, but amazing how she seemed to know how to push my buttons. But what about her? How come she wasn’t demanding her own orgasms? Then I heard it. A gentle. .not here. Please not here,” Lee whispered desperately. “Shhh. I am the master now. I want to hear you beg for me, my slave," Clara demanded. Lee had no choice. She smiled as she made Lee stroke his own cock with her hand guiding him. Clara was dominating Lee in public. This is the ultimate test of a slave and he was passing or cumming with flying colors. "You are my mastererherherher ohnnn,’’ Lee submitted. He trembled as she made him cum in his pants. Her hand massaged his meat. He was. Though at 22, he should be out courting, not playing with himself.” “Oh mum, I’m so sorry you saw it all.” “No, I’m the one who should be sorry. I rather lost my temper with him and hit him with your dad’s cane!” “Ha Ha! Good for you! I remember that cane well. We’ve never laid a finger on him ourselves. How many did you give him?” “Ten, I think. It was going to be six, but I was a bit worked up.” “Sounds like it! Still, he’s lived to tell the tale, and it might have helped you with your. “Not really.”“So, are you two splitting up?” asked Paige.“I don’t know. We’ve hardly talked since I told him to leave. He called Sunday and we talked, but not really anything special. I just don’t know,” admitted Barbara.“Well, as the only expert in the crowd, I have to tell you that you need to start figuring it out,” said Terri.“You’re an expert?” asked Barbara, semi-snidely.Terri nodded. “Tom’s my second husband, and I’m his second wife.”“I’m still working on my first ex-husband,”.