I grabbed her around the waist and helped her back to her knees. “Spread yourself again,” I demanded. She reached back and spread herself.” I pu...led the bat out of her pussy and pressed the knob against her throbbing rosebud. “Not fair,” I mocked. As I pressed harder I saw her pushing back. “You’re such a butt slut” I derided as I began to slowly fuck the bat handle in and out. “ That’s it that’s it” she said urging me along. When the orgasm hit she expelled the baseball and shot a huge. ”When I didn’t say anything, she continued.“Are you ready to talk about whatever’s been bothering you?”“I don’t know what you mean.” In reality, I did, of course. I just didn’t want to think about it. Things had been going so well for the past couple of days. I thought that if I didn’t worry about Gina or Amy, or any other woman besides Susan, I wouldn’t get depressed. I didn’t want to talk about things at all, but in a way I did. I guess I desperately wanted to talk to Susan about what I. And I knew Mrs. Parker was married. But as she kissed me and our hands started to roam over each others bodies I forgot about all that. I pulled my shirt then hers and the bra, her tits were really nice just as I thought they would be. Then it was off with the rest of the clothes. Her beaver was dark and thick but very soft, just as I had dreamed. She was so wet, and smelled great. I feared being older she might smell funny. Mrs. Parker went down on me taking my cock into her mouth. After a. “Evelyn, would you mind wearing this?”It was a leather dog-collar with silver studs. “No, of course not. Let's put it on and see.”It really added to the leather look, and we both admired myself in the mirror.“And one small accessory,” she continued, taking out a silver chain and attaching it to the collar. “There, that's perfect. Now you're my little pet and I can lead you to the next room.”For some reason, in spite of having just cum, this was turning me on again. It felt good to be led like a.