Within about ten minutes I knew they were both college students, twenty-one and twenty-two years of age, track and field athletes, and lived in-state....So, are you single?" Tyler asked with a smile."Yes, but I'm old enough to be your mother. As a matter of fact, both my children are older than you!" "Well, you certainly don't look like my mother!" Tyler joked."Nor mine!" Conor chimed in.After a few more minutes of conversation, the music had started and was too loud for us to talk. Tyler asked. Our eyes locked, an unspoken understanding passing between us in that split second. Taking more gel I started long strokes from her ankles along her calf muscles, with every movement her panties darkened further and her sighs deepened, the unmistakable aroma of aroused woman filled the air. I lifted her foot from between my breasts and again ran my lips along her instep. This time I let the tip of my tongue moisten her sole before I slipped her big toe between my lips and rolled my tongue. The only trousers allowed are leggings or tight fitting trousers which ensure the contours of slave’s cunt and ass are display (cameltoe) and are ideally a size to small to cause minimal discomfort when wearing them.Tops, Blouses and Jumpers: Serva Claudia is allowed to wear tops during professional and private social events unless of a sexual nature. When selecting tops slave has to ensure that the cut is of a nature that displays her massive cleavage in a way appropriate to the situation, ie. He couldn’t avoid seeing the absolute pleasure in the eyes of those mature women, each longing to see him displayed in bondage high upon the rope, as the two women he’d cheated sneered down at him, their confident and haughtily dominant personas, a million miles from the meek women he’d accosted at the theatres.Their dress was also an antithesis of the staid and prudish figures they’d cut back then, in their formal dresses; both had chosen to wear black silk capes, giving them the appearance of.