It was a folded up and sauce spattered paper menu. She gasped when she saw the name “Maurice’s.” Underneath the name, written in James’ small,...neat handwriting, were the words, “The best night of my life in spite of the food.” The sentimental fool she thought. She opened the menu and was surprised to see more writing inside. “Do you have any idea how much I wanted to ignore that bitchy waitress and the awful cook and take you right there on the tacky, clichéd checkerboard tablecloth? I’ve never. I couldn’t believe Ann had let him go that far, but after the night before anything certainly was possible. We all met up about an hour later for brunch. Ann walked out of the bedroom with a slight limp. She was exhausted, and her hair was a mess. This was highly unusual for her, but after only a few hours of sleep she didn’t have the energy to do anything more than run a comb through it. We all ate, but talked very little about our experiences the night before. When we finished up with brunch. His mother's moaning and squirming under him excited him and encouraged him to continue. He doubled his efforts–he was determined to show her that he could provide her with all the pleasure she had been missing as well as take care of her submissive needs. His goal was a simple yet audacious one. He would make her want him to be her Master. She would ask–no, BEG him to be her Master. Once she saw that he could be all the Master she would need and he could satisfy her every need, he would make. Soon I was rid of all my clothes, and two ladies playing with me all over.My cock was rock hard by now and my hands were quickly removing Neha’s bra and out jumped her 34 D tits. They were ripe and firm and I put my lips to them and started sucking her tits.My hands now moved down to the thongs and soon I was feeling her now wet pussy. She was shaved but had little hair which had a good feel to her. In one swish I removed her panty and started fingering her pussy and clit. She was moaning and.