Brian sat up, holding me close as we made love again. I love making love to him in this postion, very erotic and sexy. Brian then had me get on all ...ours and he began to doggy me until he was ready to cum That's when he pulled from me and let me suck him the rest of the way off. We took a shower and got dressed. I had put on a silky and lacey undershirt and a charcoal grey blazer that had one button, along with a short skirt with a slit on the side. Brian pulled out my pair of crotchless. I felt as if I had a block of ice inside for all the good it was. I could see my Mistress Julia, lying across my bed, trembling slightly, knowing that the punishment she had meant for me was about to be delivered to her exposed bum. By her Master, her husband, John. I didn’t envy what either of them was going through. Perhaps one day I would get married. I would have to find someone in the lifestyle. An outsider [also known as a ‘vanilla’] may not understand my needs. If I were to even. The next difference was her dress. Ester usually dressed in drab, sensible sweaters, cardigans and the like, but that day she was wearing a predominantly red floral dress. It struck me the moment I saw it that the dress accentuated her magnificent breasts to a most startling degree. I still didn’t understand what was happening though. Even when she sat beside me on the sofa I drank my beer and smiled happily as I cautiously feasted my eyes on her cleavage. It was only when she flicked her eyes. Mom noticed me sort of masturbating and smiled.As though they had spoken and agreed, they simultaneously stopped and took off their shorts and panties. Marty had a small, tailored triangle of hair covering her pussy and mom was clean shaven. Their hands immediately went back to business fondling one another. They seemed to follow each other: Marty inserted a finger into mom’s pussy and mom would do the same to Marty; mom would rub Marty’s clit and Marty would do the same to mom. And they never.