Being in full control, I watched the expression on her face as I asserted myself and aggressively fucked her.Fondling her tits and making sure to bury...my pole completely inside her mature cunt—balls deep—I reached over to kiss my Deborah while still holding her down. Mom tried to kiss me back, licking my tongue with her tongue. My plan to demonstrate my alpha position to her was working, as my slutty mom submissively laid in my arms while I pumped her fabulous pussy. Her pussy was so soft and. Clients liked Junior’s pictures better.Peter Sr. kept contact information from all his Wal-Mart photography clients and finally set up a room in his house as a studio. After that move, his photo business expanded into boudoir photography. New clients were surprised that their photographer was autistic and his father was his business manager. But surprised changed to pleased when they saw his final product.Even when they got requests for full R-rated photos Junior clicked away with client. Looking up at master he offered a snack. Opening my mouth i took the morsal and again lowered my gaze as he stroked my long red hair.A group of his friends, card playing buddies had arrived earlier with their slaves and each man's slave attended to them in some fashion. Fetching drinks, bringing snacks, or simply massaging a shoulder. For the time being my duty was to sit and patiently wait for masters commands.Earlier in the evening master had arrived home with a box. In it were my new collar. Actually this is my second story and this all happened because of the first encounter with neighbor. Luckily she only made this opportunity for me.So this encounter is with one of her friend(don’t want to tell her name tho) who also working in Pune. I came to know about her from my neighbor that she is a widower and her husband died long ago. So my neighbor aunty told me that her friend really is unsatisfied and always tell her about her unlucky life that her husband died at early and she.