Goodnight, said softly and closed her eyes. I was exhausted too, and soon drifted off to sleep, a smile on my face with the beautiful mystery woman in...my bed. When I woke up we were spooning, her back pressed up against my chest, one arm under her head and the other on her waist. I wasnt sure if she was awake yet, so squinted at the clock. It was now almost noon and I was getting hungry. More importantly though, my cock woke up again being pressed up close to this beauty again. Beth hated being. It felt amazing. It hurt too… but the warmth of her kisses grossly outweighed the pain of her sucking and biting.I pulled Lisa’s head back and slowly moved my lips to hers. I planted a slow wet kiss. Our tongues met and suddenly I felt like an expert. We kissed for a minute or two, as my lips fully engaged hers. My hands massaged her huge tits, her nipples slid in between my fingers as I slightly twisted and squeezed. She moaned so uncontrollably, I almost stopped as I didn’t know what to. I couldn’t take my eyes off the sexy sight before me. I wanted to show them the same joy that they had just shown me.Slowly both women stood up in front of me with a sweet smile on their face. I was so surprised by my good fortune, but I was far from ready to have it end. I looked at Amy, and she gave me a naughty little nod toward her daughter. I understood. I moved toward the edge of the couch, bringing me much closer to Jesse’s frail little frame. Her breasts were standing so proudly and. For what seemed like the millionth time in her life, she wondered how she had ever gotten to this place in her life. How in the world did a nice Boston Irish Catholic school girl, an honors graduate of St. Ignatius High School, end up in Central Florida as ‘Mistress Domina’, a premier leather dominatrix. Was it the nuns who had spanked her one time too many, driving her to revel in being the punisher, not the punishee? Or was it the priest who had taken her into his office for counseling and.