All those girls writhing in lesbian passion. My slaves. My harem of coed sluts and sexy professors. I pumped away my sister's incestuous depths as I r...veled in my power.“Yes, yes, fuck your little sister, Master!” Paris moaned, her small tits jiggling as she ground on my sister's face. “Ooh, she's licking out all your cum from my snatch. She's feasting on your jizz. She loves it.”“I know,” I growled. “I could feel how much her pussy joys my cock. She keeps squeezing about it.”“It's so hot!”. ?I hope I won't be disappointed.You will be my first slave so we will be learning and exploring BDSM together. ?I find exploring new experiences together exciting and I hope you do too. There is a Starbucks about a block south of the Pleasure Chest sex store, I think this would be a good place to me. Is that OK with you? If we like each other I would love to take you shopping for a few toys. (Of course this all depends on your pictures.)Your future Mistress, Samantha?. About a hour later Anita was laying on the deck on top of a towel when Mike asked if I could get some ice I said sure and never told him I had several bags in my cooler in back of the car so I pretended to leave and waited out front for about ten minutes then snuck back in and went to the kitchen window that looks from an angle out to the pool Mike was kneeling next to Anita rubbing sun block on her and talking I couldn't hear what they was saying but Anita looked up at Mike and he grabbed her. “Up” she was pushed as she stood she almost lost her balance, without thinking she was undoing the few buttons on her blouse, a shrug and it fell to the floor, her sports bra was over her head in a flash and she stood there naked in front of her son. She was afraid to look him in the eyes, what if he didn’t like her body. “Come here sit on my lap let me hold my beautiful mom!”If he had given her diamonds she couldn’t have been more pleased, ... beautiful ... she savored the word ... he. Her.