What had my ass unleashed in him? He pressed his lips against mine, more forcefully this time. His tongue thrust down my throat, and I tried to moan. ...e leaned back and looked me over. 'You asked before if I was a top or bottom. You know what I am, but what are you?' I told him I was a bottom, and he grinned. 'Bet you've wanted this in you the whole time eh boy?' He pointed down to his erect cock, still hidden behind his trunks. I could only nod. He stood up and took them off. His cock sprang. " I'm not, but shit happens." I just don't want your husband coming after me or his wife coming after you!" The least of my worries. I'm not in love with the man. You overreact, expecting the worse out of people. And you flirt with reckless abandon and don' trip off of having a wife while you're doing it." I flirt to help her out. Takes the pressure off." Get the fuck out of here! What's sad is I know you actually believe that malarkey. Can we leave now?"They did their final lap around the. He’s lucky I dragged him off to the car.’ ‘Well, it turned out okay.’ ‘No it didn’t, by the time I got him loaded into the car, the girls were gone.’ ‘What, did you plan to go negotiate a better deal,’ Richard replied. ‘No, I just wanted to talk to them.’ ‘What, ask them out on a date? Hell they’re strippers.’ ‘Fuck you Richard, you’re as bad as Mike.’ I walked away and before I reached my desk, I had formulated a plan. Plain and simple, I’d just have to return to the club tonight and find out. She was hancuffed and photographed in different positions. It was undoubtedly my Mom. That same red hairstyle and body shape. Except I'd never really seen her unclothed. I took in my Stepmother's nude handcuffed form. Her breasts, mature and quite full, with large areolae. Her bare back and slightly ample bottom was shown in the lower photo, where she was cuffed behind her back.My hands shook and I felt overcome with fear and shock, but a strange morbid fascination drove me on. Opening other.