"Tonight, I am your dominatrix. Now, follow me." she said and went into the bedroom. As I followed her I could see that she didn't have any underwear ...n, I could see the cheeks of her arse as she walked. We entered the bedroom and she stopped by the bed and turned to face me. "You will call me Mistress Karen and do exactly as I tell you. If you don't you will be punished, is that clear?" "Yes." She smacked me with the riding crop. "Yes what?" she asked. "Yes Mistress Karen." I replied. . He was really beginning to develop a taste for it, especially since it was coming from his wife's pussy. Most men would freak out if they found out their wife was cheating on them, but Bill was different.He loved knowing that his wife was being fucked by other men, her needs being taken care of in ways he never could. In fact, as he swallowed the salty, savory mixture of cum and his wife's pussy juice, Bill felt his dick straining to get free from his pants. His election threatened to tear the. (Hey ladies, guess what? Superheroes wear tidey-whities!) I could feel his member throbbing beneath, and I rubbed the bulge slowly and gingerly. With curious fingers, I slowly pulled his underwear down and a beautiful dick sprung forth at me. From my estimate, it was a modest seven inches with adequate girth. Not too bad, not too extreme, just how I like it. And like it I did&hellip, as well as lick it (almost instantaneously). Ever since I had lost my virginity back when I was a teen, I had. That was the part the boys understood that day they walked home.Carol Evans wiped her hands on the dish cloth before turning towards the door. Her son Mark already coming down the hall was interrupted as she said, "You go finish that math mister! I'll get the door." Mom!" Mark said freezing in his tracks but couldn't do so without making his frustration known. Mark was in his room again, but against the door trying desperately to hear what was said by whoever was at the door. Mark was hoping.