“No harm in you seeing what you would see if I was wearing a bikini,” Brenda almost whispered and undoing the remaining buttons allowed the blouse...to fall open completely. “We both know where this is going, Paul,” she said, and leaning over the table kissed him.Paul was a lost soul, even if he had wanted to, he couldn't stop now. Her perfume, warmth, and closeness had overpowered him totally. As Paul returned her kiss, he felt her mouth open to allow his tongue to enter. If there was any shred. The following morning the Mistress allowed Madeleine to leave to visit her mother and return the following evening. I was hoping she might miss her curfew that I might be given the opportunity to take my friend, the long, slender cane, to the soft skin of her arse and mark her, sting her and exorcise my ire. Even this was I denied for she returned obediently and promptly. I entered the salon, where most of the house ladies were still playing their childish games and Bella advised me, a little. But the hem was pulled up to her belly and Janet's fingers were hard at work in her hairy, juice-drenched cunt."Fuck me, Mike." she panted, repeating the words in a drunken trance. "Mommy's so horny. Come fuck me... fuck mommy's hot cunt..."It was the middle of the afternoon and Janet knew her son wouldn't be coming home soon. She'd told him to stay for the night with relatives across town. She had to rid herself of her obsession of fucking her own child.She'd refused to let Mike fuck her after. They had both enjoyed the evening, but wished to be alone. The feelings inside Ruth had increased tenfold. She looked dreamily at James, not wishing to leave him that evening. ‘I love him so much. I just can’t say goodnight. Not tonight.’ “What’s up?” James asked, having picked up on Ruth’s unease. “I want to stay with you tonight.” “I wish we could.” “We can.” “How?” Ruth grinned. “Marie went off with your friend Mal. They’ll be at her sister’s flat.” “So?” “If I’m with.