.. restarting our bruising and passionate kiss.On breaking that kiss, I drew her to her feet and led her across to the side of the huge bed. the skirt...had a side zipper which was easy for me to lower, resulting in the skirt dropping around her bare feet. All that remained was a tiny pair of white lacy panties.I picked her up and laid her back on the middle of the bed.She watched me as I discarded first my shirt and then my shorts, allowing my rigid cock to pop free.“Oh” I heard her murmur.I. “She called you DANIEL.” I sang trying to get her in trouble but to no avail.“I think I can handle this auntie,” Mo said as he brushed past my mom and sat on me.“Mom make him get off!” I wiggled and squired but he had me pinned.Mom just shook her head and closed the door, “Keep her out of trouble DANIEL.” Mo moved around and laid on top of me, I tried to escape but he pinned me by placing a hand on each wrist and putting his hips on top of mine. He looked me in the eyes and smiled, he then. Dean, Sir,” she said and then giggled a little. “I can’t believe you got them to agree to make you a partner.”“Well the suit would have ruined the firm,” I said, enjoying the conversation. “They really didn’t want that and neither did I really. More than half the staff weren’t guilty of anything. They don’t deserve to lose their jobs because most of the men they worked with were pigs.”“That’s true,” she said lightly. “So what are you up to? You said you might lay low tonight.”“I’m watching the. Mistress Wanda gave his buttocks one mighty thwack, eliciting a moan that ended with a prolonged ‘Ooh…’“That was a rather camp ebullition,” said Wanda, arching an eyebrow as they exchanged whip and paddle.“Go and tidy yourself up. Return promptly in 30 minutes with a cup of Earl Grey.”“Yes, Ma’am. Thank you, Ma’am.”Mistress Wanda dismissed him with a waft of her free hand. She watched him ascend the stairs and exit out the cellar door. Now for the Captive, groaning on the far side of the.