It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen at that time. I know it's usually difficult to think of your own mother as sexy, but she'd changed so muc... that she was no longer the dowdy woman who'd raised me.Anyway, she'd finish her make up, and usually ask me to help her get dressed - do up a back zip or whatever - then she'd go out. I'd usually have to go into the bathroom then and deal with myself - standing in front of the sink I'd whip out my stiff standing cock, and rapidly shoot my load. She throws her leg over my body and backs down so my cock is just under her pussy. She moves her hips and my cock slides up and down just in the folds of her hot wet pussy. She teases me this way for a few moments the when I am hard as an oak she lifts up and my head points right at target. She eases herself down on my prick; she is so hot inside I think my cock will melt. In short order she has totally engulfed my cock inside her, she moans loudly when the head strikes her cervics. She waits a. One day BDSM comes to our chat and I told her that I want to be a slave and she immediately told she likes to be a mistress. I became submissive to her in my dream and started to visualize her as my mistress. She asked my fantasies in femdom and told “I need to be slapped by the mistress, mistress has to humiliate me and I want my mistress to force me to drink her pee”.Now she said in most dominating tune, “you filthy slave come to Bangalore on Friday and your mistress is waiting”. I became. I will see you again in the morning." With those words Janice returned to the dining room.Felicia led the way to the elevator and took us to the secondfloor. The first thing I noticed was that the hall on the secondfloor was not decorated at all like the third floor, in fact itwas very plain almost like a hospital. Felicia turned right as wegot off the elevator and went to the last door on the right side.The interior of the room was much more pleasant, although therewas no carpet on the floor..