"Yes, Mistress!", I finally find the strength to say! Looking into her bag of toys, she took a riding crop. Like her mother, she examined my body in d...tail. She was looking at the wounds her Mom made with her Mexican spurs. "I see that Mom gave you already the first lesson? Good, I'll give the the second! I'll train you to be my two-legged horsey. On your knees! Hands up!". She kicked my chin with the tip of her boot to adjust my position to her needs. She pushed my head with her both hands and. That was all the encouragement he needed. He moved his hand down and grasped her breast.She let out a small sigh as Ken began an examination of both of her breasts. He particularly seemed to enjoy playing with her nipples. He tugged on them stretching them out about an inch. While Ken was exploring all of her breasts, my horny wife had stopped pulling on his cock and was now rubbing the head of his penis back and forth across her pussy.Ken seemed to be really enjoying this and moved his. Charles looked at Ivy, pointing towards the direction of the hallway outside the lounge. Ivy got up ad put her cup down. Ivy followed Charles towards the outside hall. Charles made sure that they far away from the lounge's doorway. That they were out of his mom's hearing range.Ivy crossed her arms over her chest, looking bitterly towards Charles. Charles was scared, intimidated and worried."Listen I didn't know they were going to try something like that. They saw you and I said I wanted to. "So I found the vibrator was a hell of a lot more comfortable then the candle and when she was at work and my schedule allowed played with it as much as I could I was enjoying it a hell of a lot." he sighed then looked up from his coffee to me, and continued "I then I found out I was really getting turned on by it and it was making me harder and almost cumming without touching my cock."I looked down at my hot chocolate and I could swear that through the slats of the picnic table I could see a.