Within few minutes I reached her home, and was welcomed by her. Seems she was all alone at that time. She made me sit and asked what would I have, but...I refused and she insisted me to have something, So I said I would have something hot, she smiled and said sure… and went went in Kitchen. She was wearing the same top, skirt and sandals which she was wearing in office, but on the corner of sofa I could see her night gown lying as if she was about to change and I had dropped in.I was going. I returned with a beer for her, and a rum and coke for myself. As soon as I had sat the drinks down, she had me remove the dress. I tried on mini skirts, knee length skirts, a beautiful strapless dress, blouses and shoes. She had even picked up a jewelry box, and a nice collection to start filling it. I could see that Sandi was enjoying this as much as I was, which made me very happy. We finished our dress up session with a short pink scrunchie skirt, a black halter-top with thin spaghetti. Jennifer entered the house and after performing a quick check to make sure her son had not come home early for some reason, she went directly to her bedroom. Nothing adorned her dresser other than the normal items she kept there. It was glaringly free of panties."Shit," Jennifer said to herself. "Why didn't he put them back?" Then, "Do I want him to put them back, or do I want him to use them? Shit!" Next she wondered, if her son hadn't returned the underwear, what did he do with it? Was he. Sloppy gagging sounds and saliva choked gasps flowed from his slobbering maw as he tried to inhale air around her cock. She closed her eyes as her pleasure began to spike.The sex crazed Domina silently thanked her colleague for recommending that she have tongue studs installed on her slave. With the amount of bliss they were delivering her hot, bulging shaft, it wouldn't be long until she had several more implanted in his tongue.As he became desperate to breathe, 285 raised his hands and pushed.