.. it sounded like this was still a promise of kinkybondage sex to come. She was going to give me what I wanted, what Ineeded, what I deserved. Maybe ... shouldn't be quite so quick to getangry. After all, to her this was probably part and parcel of beingdominant. Maybe she was just more hard core and took the play moreseriously than the other Dommes.I hurried out of the main club area, out into the entry hall where thecloak room was situated. No time to queue for my coat, and anyway shesaid to. I pull myself away from you and stare into your adoring eyes. You soak in the sight of my passion-bruised lips as my tongue darts out to moisten them. Your gaze continues to fall as you notice the pale, creamy flesh of a breast that is slightly exposed. ‘Mmmmmmm’ passes through your lips, and I notice what you are staring at. I act as if I am going to cover myself and you moan your disappointment. I smirk and the robe falls completely to the floor. I stand before you completely revealed and. I was actually afraid she would hurt herself.“It’s okay, Mrs. Marsh, I’m serious. You look absolutely amazing. So beautiful and so sexy.” I reached up and stroked her bare arms very lightly. "I would have never guessed I would ever see you like this, but I can’t help but admire you.” I lightly stroked her hair, her long blonde hair that hung loosely halfway down her back. As I inhaled I found myself enjoying her scent. I couldn’t pin it down because I don’t ever recall her wearing anything. David had often wondered what it would feel like to get more than just a peck from those big soft lips, and envied his dad and Peter their experiences.Peter began to kiss down her neck till he reached her heaving bosom, then sucked one nipple between his teeth and was rewarded with a moan from Marion. David could see Peter's hand at his mother's crotch, spreading her lips, and he realized that Peter was putting on a show for him. He knew that her son was watching, and he was enjoying it.