The feeling of my warm cum on her butt cheeks pushes her over the edge again and her body shakes with another massive orgasm.I collapse in my side and...Wendy turns and faces me and we cuddle and kiss for the longest time."Next time I'll wear a skirt. I know how much you like fucking me when I'm wearing a mini," she whispers.She glances at the clock on the nightstand and mutters a soft curse before getting off the bed."I have to get moving," she tells me as she gathers her clothing and heads to. ?Now down on your knees and head to the floor. I want to see that arse nice and high.? I did as well as I could, dropping to my knees immediately, but with my arms bound back hesitated to drop forward. Seeing this hesitation, she helped out with a gentle nudge from her riding boot. I came crashing to the ground face first, the plush carpet offering little to soften the fall. Spreading my legs a little for some much needed comfort, I lifted my arse as high as possible, presenting whatever. Then she began to suck in earnest. As her mouth slid up and down my cock, her hand alternated between stroking the skin and caressing my cum filled balls. I was able to reach down her back and slide my hand into the crack of her arse. I couldn't quite reach her hairy pussy. I some how got my shirt off during all these gyrations. "Stand up" she said. Standing, she slid my pants down and I stepped out of them. Her bathrobe came off her shoulders. Looking down I could see my mother, naked, on her. .. who are you?”“‘Ello Jo, you old slapper, what’s for tea?”It is a woman’s voice; recognition tries to push its way through the narcotised veils. He tries hard to remember who it is.Mistress screams and her pet rushes to protect her. “You’re dead.” Mistress shouts at the woman standing in the doorway.“Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m alive and kicking, thought I was dead eh, that’ll explain why my bruv ain’t been to see me while I been in hospital. Well stop gabbin’ an’ let me in I need to.