Alison got onto the bed in front of me on all fours. She leaned on her hands and spread her legs wide so her face was level with my cock head. Her big...boobs swung under her so her nipples were brushing the bed covers and I had a good view of her bum. She fingered my sex kit, ruffled my pubes, stroked the inside tops of my thighs and reached up under me to tickle my arse and bum crack the way she knew I liked in foreplay. After she’d treated me to that she started in earnest. Alison leaned. At no timeshall you enter my home wearing anything more than the collaryou should be wearing now."Self-consciously fingering the one-inch strip of pale bluevelvet around my throat, I continued reading:"Your first stop inside my home shall always be the kitchen,where you will find your outfit for the day. I expect you to payspecial attention to what is laid out for you, as it shallindicate both my mood and my intentions for your visit. While Imay mix and match your outfits from time to time, you. ..not catch you," she tells me with an apologetic smile, "could you repeat it a bit slower?"My stomach spins for a moment and I have the feeling of falling into empty space, like in an elevator that starts to move down. Her eyes look at me inquiringly, and I feel stark naked in front of her. I gather all my courage together, becoming worried that my Mistress might enter any moment and notice that I haven't fullfilled my appointed task yet, and I say slowly and with downcast eyes: "I am looking. I was amazed that I was able to keep from coming so long. Sometimes an extreme erection actually prolongs the intercourse, and fortunately this was happening for me. We kept kissing lovingly, sloppily, as we fucked harder and faster. Mom was really humping now, and my thrusts into her juicy cunt were getting harder. Mom was constantly making some kind of muffled vocal noise, sometimes words, sometimes groans or hums or almost purrs. Then she pulled her mouth away long enough to say pantingly,.