”My Mistress!” She slowed.”Let's find out.” She stroked me a few times and I almost shot my load.“I know my dirty boy can cum with somethin... inside him. And judging by your moans and grunts of pleasure I would say you are close again. But I don't want you to cum. You must prove to me you love me more than you love my cock.”To emphasize her point she thrust hard a few times making me groan. I tried to control my surging hormones and not cum. Mistress was not going to make it easy on me and she. I asked her if she could take care of this. Angelica stood up and striped her skirt and her bra. The first time I saw her exposing parts of her body only her husband and I had seen. She dropped on her knees in front of Ralf’s chair and unbuckled his belt, pilled his jeans and pants of and out came a nice cock nearly as big as mine. She licked her lips and only after seconds took it in her mouth. She hadn’t even kissed this guy and now she had his cock in her mouth. You could tell by the look of. My naturally straight dark hair was dyed and exhaustively maintainedplatinum blonde, curled with pink highlights and held with ribbons intothe occasional ponytail, or, more likely (like today), high pigtailsthat framed either side of my face in a mass of bimbo blonde curls thatannoyingly flip into my eyes whenever I turn my head.Of course I have to maintain full, overdone makeup at all times, and mydesigner framed eyeglasses were replaced with sky blue contact lens.Today's outfit was a. She leant forward for aconspiratorial chat with Helen and Jane, then paused and glanced at thebaby. Realising there might be a problem, Sheila first called to herdaughter, "Jessica, the baby still has her pretty bonnet on. Can youtake it off first, please? We don't want it to get messy." She turned toher kid sister, her expression curious as she lowered her voice. "Janemy dear, how long do you intend keeping him like this? It must have beenquite a while already, from the way he - she's been.