“Don’t forget my folks,” Sarah pointed to her parents, engaged in a foursome right then.“Or me, babe,” Katrina reminded me, even as she took...Ryan in her twat and Jordan in her ass.“Don’t worry, I won’t, honey,” I winked at both girls, even as Adela played with my butt and I drove deeper into the former cocktease (whose ulterior motive was now known).“I hope to see Mom preggers by you, too, and before too long,” Becky whispered in my ear, which combined with Sarah tightening up to threaten to. My first experience I ever had with a Mistress was not the best. Not due to the Mistress, she is incredible, more down to me not knowing what I wanted at the time. it would be the second time and subsequent times after that where things really took flight. So let me begin, this all starts a year after first seeing said mistress. I had just come out of a bad relationship and was feeling very lonely and horny one Sunday morning, I was doing my usual to relive that itch, I put on a corset and clad. Fine”, to my amazement I agreed drunkenly. He helped me stand up, and then knell in front of him. A shot glass of vodka appeared in my hand, and I threw caution to the wind, and drank it back. I was drunk!As I fumbled to undo his pants, I felt hands around me removing my skirt and blouse. My panties were pulled down, and with David’s help, I stepped out of them. I was still wearing my white garter belt, stockings, pearl choker necklace and heels, but my bra had disappeared somewhere along the. Standing there on her long legs, which would have been the envy of any runway model, she posed for me."Do you still like me? Do I meet your approval?" You do not need to answer. I can read your mind," she giggled. That was another first for her in my presence."Now, it is your turn. Take off your clothes for me. I want to feel you against my skin when we kiss."I stood and stripped out of my tunic. As I let it slide the length of my legs, my cock was revealed."Do you remember the first time I saw.