She pulled herself off my cock. It sprang free, still as hard as could be. She lowered her mouth to my cock. She slid her mouth all the way down and a...l the way up. She sucked it like a candy cane. Sucking like she was pulling the flavor off.”mmmmmmmm she moaned, you need to taste this,” she said as she maneuvered herself to 69.Her lips were still so puffy, but now they were wet with cum and pussy juices. She lowered herself to my tongue. I kissed her pussy lovingly. I never used to like. I'd love a drink. I'll get up." I climbed out of bed and joined Mom in the kitchenette where she was boiling the jug. I was only wearing my jockey underpants but I didn't think that it would worry her as she was so lightly dressed herself.Mom had drawn the curtains and flicked the kitchen light on but we continued to talk almost in whispers so as not to disturb Dad."I'm pleased that your father is getting plenty of rest as he must have been exhausted after driving all that way. It's a pity that. And clearly my son intended to take this advantage.It felt strange going out without panties. To start with I was worried that a gust of wind would come along and I'd have a far more revealing Marilyn Monroe moment, but when I got out of the car after Michael had driven us to the restaurant, I started to enjoy the freedom, and the sensations of the breeze blowing over my pussy. Of course, he chose the most remote booth, getting an odd look from the waitress, who normally expected only lovers to. We're both too tired for any more sex, I think, but I'll let you sleep in bed with me to show you how much I appreciate your obedience today. For now, however, let's shower," Julian clarified to his top slave."Thank you, Master Julian. I'll get the water running for you," Sandy offered him, quite pleased at his answer."That's my girl. You've come a long way from your days as a frustrating cock tease," Julian observed."Thank you, again, Master Julian," Sandy replied, blushing as she recalled.