Would you like some wine, while we’re waiting?”‘Braised Lamb?’ I thought. ‘Who makes that at home? He really is as good in the kitchen as He...is in the bedroom.’“I’d love some wine,” I replied, “as long as You’re having some too.”“I always cook with wine” He added, “and sometimes I even put it in the food.”We both laughed, and He turned around to get another wine glass. Its then that I almost choked! He wasn’t earing ANYING under the apron. His entire back and tight ass were totally exposed. And. It's good training." How do you mean Mistress?" she queried, "that's an old sort of a term isn't it, especially if you're not married." She is my Mistress. She owns me." I replied simply."Owns you?" I am her slave. It is simply that, I obey her in everything." You are joking! Yet you're here in this cafe, shouldn't you be chained up or something?" I am sometimes," I told her, "but you know, sometimes its not convenient for her, sometimes its better to let me off her leash. She calls me her. .”“But you’re horny,” I said, winking at her. “Just unsnap that fly and join me. Ooh, it’s going to be so hot, Mom.”Her fingers unsnapped her jeans. The pop made my pussy clench about my two digits. My cream soaked my palm. I shuddered, kneading my tit harder. Mom’s zipper rasped down. The purple panties she wore peeked through the open fly.I grinned. She had matched her panties to her blouse and bandanna. I loved it.Her hand pressed into her panties while she had this look of shock on her face. She was only twenty-eight and full chested. Assuming Billy could work from behind, her tits wouldn't get in the way.Billy was so short that he needed to use a student sized chair to stand on as he worked. But now the new height acted as a vantage point as he massaged his protein formula into Kathy Killington's hair... and the (cleavage) view gave Billy his first ever boner!Maybe it was the "lactation complex", but seeing his teacher's heaving breasts as she jostled for better position excited.