" You too ... Mistress." That word again, this time spoken with a hint of devilment, anticipating the effect, her smile edging towards a secret grin."...ome to the studio afterwards, there are some things we need to do..." I winked, "slave." The word spoken softly, half muffled as our lips met for one last burning kiss, enough to last us both throughout the day. As Zoe turned away my eyes were drawn to her ass, such a perfect ass, my hand was drawn there too, just a light spank, no more than a. “You need to go to the hospital,” said Mum.“It’s okay,” I said. “It looks worse than it feels.”Mum didn’t look convinced but she didn’t press the issue. “At least you’ve got tomorrow off, and since you’re grounded you’ll be able to rest,” she said.“About that,” I said. “I need to show you something.” I took out the newspaper line drawing of the witch and the still from the hotel security camera. “The drawing is of the Witch of the Mountain from an edition of the town newspaper just after the. On this particular day, I was in my room and they were in hers. They were playing music loud, no parents home, and they eventually called me over to "judge" who's ass stuck out more (probably the root of why I'm an ass-man to this day?!). They each had tight jeans on, and they modeled for me. I stood there watching them, staring at their asses, (not too quick to judge!) I said I couldn't decide because their jeans were so tight, so they talked for a moment and said "hold on". They they. Our fun was over for the day and she had to leave but as she was leaving she kissed me hard on the mouth and told me to get my camera ready, for tomorrow was going to be my treat and with that she off home on her way back to you. My mind was racing all night; I was wondering what tomorrow had in store for me, I watched my growing collection of security DVD’s, my new favourite being the scene of your wife sucking my cock and me filling her mouth with my cum as I watched me fuck her on the.