Think dirty thoughts of me. Your mistress Just reading “my submissive slut” makes me wet and I can’t help but lie back in bed and think about M...chelle being my mistress. I love what she does to me now I can only imagine what it will be like when I give her complete control over me and let her do whatever she wants to do to me. I start to rub my breasts in my hands imagining her hands touching me. I take one breast in my hand and pull it up towards my mouth and start sucking on my nipple while. She had an amazing body even at the age of 40.Coming back to the story I heard her unzipping her jeans taking them off, the devil inside me rose and I decided to look at her. I saw her huge white ass and I started to hear the hissing sound of her pee. I was fully aroused by now and still controlling myself. Suddenly she started to scream and I rushed there, she was standing holding her bums and still peeing without a control. She didn’t realize the same and her pussy was on show, I was lost. After Randy snuck into my room and quietly fucked my tight little pussy, the weekend was mostly a blur. We spent time with my relatives around town and in the city. We went to a popular candy store and Scotty got sick from eating too much. Randy and I thought it was funny, his parents did not. I was so happy when they left. Before they even pulled out of the driveway I had Randy’s dick in my mouth. We ripped each other's clothes off and fucked on the kitchen table. There was no waiting. We. Normally I would have felt uncomfortable but the atmosphere in the room was so heavy and there were so many questions in my mind of what was about to happen, I didn't really have time to think about it. Suddenly Wendy's eyes zeroed in on something and her expression darkened, a half-smile playing on her lips. Looking behind her I suddenly noticed in the full length mirror that while pulling my jeans off one of my nipples had popped out of my bra, erect it was peeping out of the top of the cup.