" Allison reached over and grabbed her son's hand. "Some women are like that. They don't realize what they have until it's gone." She stared into his ...yes with meaning. "Anyway, I know that she was a... a sexual outlet for you at least." "Mommm"," Chris complained and his face colored. "Call me Allison tonight... please." "All right Allison." Chris smiled. "Anyway, she always wanted me to... to... you know, use my mouth on her, but never did it to me." Chris paused and looked around, lowering. Soon I heard a car coming into the car park, crunching the stones, I could the lights being turned off.Soon I could see someone, no two people coming into the seating area, they lloked around and spotted me on the bench.they came over and said 'wow, shes tied up, wasn't expecting that, maybe shes a fighter?' thet other said 'She does look lovelly, just like the pictures we where shown of her'.'Where is your Master?' All I could do was make a small sound and nod int he direction he was sitting.. Instantly my body starts to shake and her hand quickly moves from my breast to my stomach, holding me up to trying to keep me steady. She moves her hand between my clit and the jet, thrusting two fingers deep into my pussy, curling them up and scratching my g-spot, wanting to keep my orgasm going; pumping her fingers in and out as quick as she could. My body continues to shake as my pussy convulses around her fingers, panting and breathing heavily as orgasm after orgasm course through my body.. Steve heard a low clicking sound, which gradually got louder. The doorwas suddenly flung open with a loud crash and a bright white lightshone in his eyes."My, my, my, aren't you the cutest little thing."The owner of the voice was a tall severe looking woman with sharpfeatures and long straight dirty blonde hair. She wore thigh-lengthblack patent leather boots and a sort of strappy leather bra and pantyset which left her nipples and crotch exposed. In one hand she held aclipboard. Steve looked.