I have to say that my cock stayed hard the entire 2 hour flight home, just thinking of her. When she picked me up at the airport, she jumped out of th... drivers seat and my jaw dropped as my 8” cock strained to get out. She was wearing a black ruffle dress, about mid thigh and black heels. We hugged and kissed hello, it took all that I had to hold back from slipping my hands under her dress to squeeze her ass. I told her how stunning she looked and opened the passenger door for her as she. . Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice", Tonya replied."That's better."Tonya proceeded to remove Nancy's leather boots, slowly and lovingly. When each boot was off, Tonya gently caressed the now-bare leg, giving Nancy sensations of both power and arousal."Now, the gloves..."Nancy was wearing soft, supple kid leather gloves; they felt soft, almost fragile to Tonya's fingers as she slid them off. Nancy's arms were soft, and slightly moist from perspiring while she gave Tonya the ginger. Trish and her husband had long ago lost the spark. She couldn’t even remember the last time they had sex, let alone when he actually complimented her. He’s not a bad guy… she reasoned. He never hit her, never insulted her, or ever forgot her birthday… he was just… thoughtless.Trish had grown weary of his inattention. She had even recently signed up on an adult “discreet dating” website. Trish described herself as a “BBW”, a big beautiful woman. And she was beautiful, her auburn hair cascading. I kind of wondered if he would even recognize me as he had seen plenty pictures of different parts of my body but only a few shots of my face. The door sung open and my Mistress persona completely took over my entire being. I stood there with my trench coat closed with its sash and my hands on my hips.“Did you really think you were going to be able to run away from me my pet?” I said sternly then threw open my trench coat showing off my sexy Mistress outfit with my cock standing proud.His.