'Be there in 30.'I ran to my bedroom and threw the towel which wrapped me onto my bed. I slipped on a pair of lacy black panties and matching bra, a t...nk top, and a short rah-rah skirt. I slid into my flats as I walked out of my bedroom and snuck right out of the front door.The drive to Josh's apartment was not long, especially close to midnight on a Sunday, but I didn't want to seem like I'd arrived too fast. I didn't want him to know just how eager I was. I drove slower than I normally would. And I know Scott was handed a basket of what the assistant referred to as ‘limits or exceptions’, whatever that meant.”“Okay, here’s the deal. The colour of your collar is basically like an advertisement. It tells people what they are permitted to do to you. There is no official standard, though, so the rules vary depending on the club. For example, at some clubs a white collar means that the slave wearing it cannot be touched. Even if they are cuffed, or tied up, they are only permitted to. She climaxed and lost her breath. She stopped but kept rubbing her pussy slowly. She licked her fingers over and over, and licked one of the pictures too. I had to go jack off after watching all this. I had a great jack off thinking of my mom having great sex with herself and how I wanted to fuck her so bad.I had buddy’s that got the hots for their sisters, and one or two who got turned on by their sexy mom’s. I told no one about wanting to fuck my mom so bad.I had to find a way to look in that. I started pressing her boobs for support and he kissed her to control her voice. I slowly started thrusting going deeper every minute and on the other side he started thrusting her with huge strokes. Slowly, we were both buried deep inside her and pumping her slowly and steadily. She was moaning and moving to and fro with our pace. She cried, “Aaaaahh saalo, mazza aa gaya. Itni mast chudai kabhi nai hui. Marr jaungi khushi se. Aur chodo zor zor se.”We got excited and increased our speed and.