Mum had a funny sort of look on her face, “no we don’t darling,” and she laughed, “a little pain never hurt anyone.” “And to see you and ...att doing it, gees Mum that’s a turn-on all on its own, I never thought I’d see that, I can’t wait to see you and Matt playing,” I looked at the pink and pale blue lace puddles on the floor that were our discarded panties, “if we’re going to fill ourselves full of cock, God I love that word, we probably won’t be needing those.” Mum laughed as she realised. And the message was five hours old. The message light told me she was online now. I sent her a message:Really?? You know me so well that you can tell what I'm thinking? Oh, I forgot. We're married and we have this deep connection. At least when you're not in 'Mexico' or on a 'team building cruise.' I don't think you know shit about 'what I think.' – JHer reply:You're right. I meant: it's not what it seems. Come home and we can talk about it. Please? –CI sent back:Home? 'We' don't have a home.. So what are we doing?" She smiled, "My heart is still pounding from flashing that lady earlier. Feel it." Ashley grabbed my hand and placed it over her chest where her heart was. And of course, I got to feel the upper half of her breast as well. "You're right s*s," I replied. "It feels like you just ran a marathon." "I know. I told you it was a real adrenaline rush for me. How about you? Is your heart pounding from this also?" "Better believe it. That was unbelievably hot. I still can't believe. . I mean I was just looking, they are so nice.' Ruth was now even more interested; pretty young girls, and sissies, who were not so comfortably off financially were easier to entice, this one was gorgeous and there were many gentleman clients who would pay good money to be entertained by such a delicate flower. She grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently.'Oh there are so many young people down on their luck at the moment, and I have more resources than I know what to do with; I will make a gift.