Mistress was minded to compose another poem, but it took contemplation and calm, both of which were not now in her grasp.This was all about her moment...of gratification.But a transient moment of pleasure for her, an ending and calamity for him. He would pay for the rest of his short life for this, her passing instant of sweet carnality.She bent and her fingers brushed every object on the cloth as she watched his expression to see which item he feared the most. Of the canes and whips, it was the. As I said before, my mom is a real looker. She has large, full breasts that show only a slight sag with big, pale areolas and plump nipples. Her belly is nice and flat, still showing some definition from her youth. Her hips are curvy and lead down to long, lean legs. Unlike Elise, mom kept a nicely trimmed bush. She was a natural blonde, with curly golden hairs trimmed into a shapely wedge that pointed straight at her bared slit.She sighed deeply and stopped struggling with the dressing gown. "Desirée cried out at the use of the obscene word even while her loins began to burn with the action of Johnny's fingers. He watched her pussy and anus clinging to his caressing fingers and decided it was time to make proper use of her. Drawing his fingers free of her fleshy, wet grasp, he shook himself and crawled up over her, grasping his massive cock and directing it to the splayed lips of her vagina. She struggled, but weakly, as the broad head of the cock, much larger than Mark's. She brought up last night and we talked about it. I told her about how I felt and the signals that she sent. She admitted that the dishwasher incident was on purpose and that she became quite aroused by it. She also told me that the kiss on the lips in the garage was intentional and that she wanted me that night. I told her that I wanted her to see my fully naked. Finally she agreed. I went into the downstairs bath, took off my robe and made myself semi-hard and came out. She gasped and said.