But I was afraid if I would be able to hold on till my mistress comes.I soon also realized that this entire think is making me think about my body; I ...an think and feel about every inch of my body. It’s a wonderful yet a painful experience. I want to continue experiencing it, at the same time I wish it would end. My body was now playing games with my mind.I was startled by the sound of the door opening; I could hear my mistress talking to someone on her phone. After about 5 minutes she kept the. Again they embraced and kissed – as he opened her gown. His hands reached underneath – stroking, caressing her back, then undoing the catch on her bra, freeing her small but shapely breasts. As they continued, he gently lowered her to the carpeted floor, liberating her shoulders and arms from the gown. Again they kissed, as she lay on her back, on the dressing gown. He removed her bra, leaving her only her panties guarding their secret. Their bodies lay pressed together, his one leg between. She went from hugging to holding my hand instead.Mom: Now, just use your hand!I had a semi boner with her boobs still touching me. I shot a beam of piss down the toilet. And she was right beside me, watching me piss from my semi-hard cock. Right in the middle, the light flickered again. This time she screamed even harder and hugged me from the side.I lost my balance and dashed my back against the wall. I couldn’t stop. My piss went straight on Mom’s body. It hit her right above her pussy. My. Now get on with it." Accepting her challenge, I knelt behind her and kissed the top of her anal crack. I'll admit, even though I desperately wanted to fuck her ass, I wasn't sure if I could do what Cristine wanted, but I was determined to try. I licked her soft skin, tentatively at first, and slowly working my way down towards her crinkled back entrance. A hand grabbed my hair, and her upper-class voice told me to keep going. Unable to procrastinate any longer, I took a deep breath and poked.