Nothing like what I masturbated to in the magazines under my bead. She was older and an authority figure. I smiled shook her hand and said hello. I...then walked into the kitchen to take care of the second biggest urge, filling my stomach. As I was eating mom was taking her around the house and showing her where everything was.You can stay in the downstairs bedroom. It’s big and has its own bathroom with a whirlpool tub that overlooks the garden. There is a large screen TV, cable and a DVD. Beauchamp sitting there with a mirror in front of him on his desk, and with a razor in his hand. He was shaving. Susan decided she'd better not say anything, though."I hope you'll forgive me for shaving right now," Mr. Beauchamp said. "Of course, it's something I usually do at home. I simply had so much work to do this morning before coming to school, though. School-related work, I mean. I find that I often have to take my work home with me, and sometimes I can't get it all done in the evening.. It looked relatively modest in front, but then she turned around. There was but a small strip of material running between her gorgeous ass cheeks, leaving her buttocks totally bare.“Mom!” I exclaimed. “Are you really going to wear that on the beach?”“I was planning on it. But you don’t like it apparently.”“No, I love it. It’s just ... just that I have never seen you wear something that uh...” I stuttered, looking for the word.“Revealing?” she asked.I was thinking sexy, but I said, “Yes,. He brought out lengths of chains and began to secure her even more, locking her body and her mind deeper in his control. She told him she was not into pain and that was her limit, she began to open up about her many fetishes she enjoys. He took many mental notes maybe not for this session but for future ones. He got out his crop and decided it was time to add some color to her paled skin little ass. She enjoyed his soft but firm strokes on her ass; her soft moans only drove him on. Slowly her.