I felt her rough palm on my smooth skin as she rubbed my belly. She was so close to me that I could even smell her sweat. She was breathing hard and h...d a weird look on her face as she sized me up. She toyed with my belly button and the belly chain around it as I held my breath. I was a little scared. Her finger pushed into my navel and I gave out a small shriek. She was pretty rough and dominating. Now I was worried that whether she would hurt me as her finger toyed around my belly button. So, he is already used to chastity. He gets restless, but doesn?t seem to know why. Although he has been presenting much better lately.? ?Presenting?? the other mom asked, resituating her coat, lingering over the buttons in just too heavy and slow a gesture. ?What do you mean, presenting?? ?Oh, you haven?t heard that term? That?s when they automatically get into the position you train them to wait in. I picked the penitent dog for Sam, with his ass in the air and his arms folded under his. She pointed at me again. This time I called myself 'P'tite bite', even though I knew I would be P'tite bite from then on. She kept it up, eventually I was referring to her as Mademoiselle Sophie and myself and 'Mademoiselle's petite fille'. I didn't know French, but even without the dictionary, I got the gist of what I was saying. I was either her little horsie or her little girl. Either prospect didn't thrill me.Happy with the results, she rewarded me by massaging my cock. Not masturbating me,. I could see she needed much more than an interlude. She craved attention.I slipped my hand up under her blouse and quickly discovered she was not even wearing a bra. As I slipped my hand on to her boob, she took in a deep breath and then forcefully exhaled. She reached behind her head and swiftly pulled her shirt over her head, completely bearing her 38 dd sized boobs to me, complete with hardened nipples perched perfectly on top of her man-made globes.I took turns sucking and playing with each.