I slid my hands up his jeans, on the inside of his thighs, never taking my eyes away from his. I brushed against his bulge as I reached for his belt.... He was hard. He was into it. For now.Personally, I wanted a lot more than just his dick on my tongue, but I wasn't going to push it. And all desires fell away as I saw his cock again. Sucking it should be enough. For now. It was better looking in the light. A big, bulbous head, long thin shaft, with veins visible beneath the pink skin. . “I was a naughty mommy. I wasn't your sex slave. I made you my sex slave. Mitch, Mitch, you have to spank me.”CRACK!My eyes widened as the powerful impact of my husband's hand on my rump. The burning pain exploded across my ass. The pain melted down to my pussy. I whimpered, squirmed, this strange heat blossoming in me.CRACK!The pain was incredible. A heat that I needed to experience. I whimpered. My pussy clenched. My juices spilling down my thighs. My nipples throbbed against the table. I. The hunger pains hit meand I willed myself out of bed. In the kitchen I found mom humming alongover the stove. "Well good morning, princess!" she chimed at me. I mumbleda "good morning" and hugged her from behind. She turned and gave me a bigsqueeze then grabbed me by the shoulders and gave me a once over; "I justlove this nighty on you - so feminine! After breakfast you need to getcleaned up, we have a big day. Today begins your training!"I was nervous and excited at the same time. The. ..I was not finding the proper words. The sari cover level was only till my bust line and secondly since the room was too small the proximity was too close for a woman to change clothes with males present there.Master-ji: Madam, have you noticed my spectacles? I cannot even see clearly objects a couple of feet away through these thick glasses. Madam, you are absolutely safe here to change.Me: No, no, I am not saying that...Master-ji: Ramlal, bring some tea for us.That was a masterstroke to.