I drew the jeans down and off. Her backside was bright red, and looked so good. I stopped a moment. 'So beautiful' I said. I swung the belt again. The...crack of leather on skin was loud, but the next was louder still as I laid it, hard, against that gorgeous backside with a crack like a whip. Laura howled, but didn't move, didn't jump to her feet as I had expected. I dropped my boxers and moved between her legs. She opened them without hesitation and I eased into her moistness. I was harder than. ?I sat there dumbfounded. It was one thing to dress up in private, but in public was another thing. I began to shake just thinking of it. Danielle came back and before we left reminded me of my collar and that if I did one thing to escape or embarrass her that she would not hesitate to stun me into a faint. This was to be a test of my loyalty to her and William and I was to demonstrate my gratitude to them both for their kind treatment. I was horrified. Kind treatment! I had no penis or. All of a sudden, the rim of mom's anus gradually stretched around the blunt head of my dick. I shivered when the snug walls of her asshole slid over the sides of my bloated glans, welcoming me for the first time into the warmth of her shitter. Sparks of erotic pleasure instantly shot through my groin, making my stomach flutter. "Oh my God, mom. This feels so fucking good," I blurted out, unprepared for the incredible sensation."Watch your language and keep your voice down," she hissed. I shook. I'll have to go see it next time I'm in New York." He said wistfully."If you're free for dinner tonight, I could be convinced to show you a couple other ones I've come across."Gabriella had never been out with a black man before. She was good with the men over sixty or so. She was comfortable flirting and socializing with them. She was good with children and young boys up to the age of fourteen or so. Somewhere along the line, she had never grown comfortable with men ten years or so, either.