Her praise gave me more pleasure, my cock twitching as I was a good slave for her. I felt like an object, an object for her entertainment and pleasure...if I was lucky.My mistress walked back to her throne, taking a seat as I remained on my back.“Your cock tells me you are enjoying your submission, slave,” Mistress Mimosa said.“Very much, Mistress Mimosa,” I replied from the ground.“Come to me and remove my boots, slave,” Mistress Mimosa commanded.I moved back to my knees and crawled to my. As I fucked her faster and harder she began to moan loud and she screamed. “OHHH DADDY!!!!!!!” I began to fuck her harder and harder and until she stopped screaming and her face got tight…but as soon as her face got tight her dripping wet pussy clinched my dick nearly snapping it in two and she came all over my shaft…then she wanted to ride me so I let her ride me first she started to ride slow…but I didn’t want it slow I wanted hard and fast like a wild a****l I lifted my ass off the ground. ‘Please,,,Please,’ I begged, ‘Please.” ‘I’m talking to Mr. Cock, thank you very much,’ she stated emphatically. ‘If you don’t do something with Mr. Cock real soon, some of his friends, my arms, legs and hands are going to help him have his way with you,’ I screamed helplessly. With that, she smoothly raised her hips, moved my cock a little and slid down on it in one quick motion. ‘Awwwwww!’ we sighed in unison as she slowly began moving up and down on my dick. It had never felt this warm and. "The school bus will get here within an hour, you know." Mom," he vaguely protested, "I got all the time in the world!" "Don't be to sure about that", she now grinned, closing the door. "We didn't have a chance to... spend some time together yesterday because of your father not being out with his friends... And only God knows why he didn‘t." Yeah, so?" he answered with a grin, putting the controller aside while leaning backwards, supporting himself by placing his hands behind him, leaning his.