Every now and again, the Mistress would pull out that damned camera and shoot off a few more shots of me going about my duties around the house before...taking great delight in summoning me to the study where She'd make me stand behind Her as She cut and pasted the shots into that e-mail which was just waiting to be sent over to my bosses at the firm of solicitors where I worked. Finally the late afternoon would come and I would start to prepare and serve a roast dinner. The Mistress would eat at. I smile over my shoulder as I see you shifting again in your chair. I also see a tent being pitched in your pants.I change again into a black and teal blue chemise set. The cups are a black lace, and the bodice is a deep teal and then another strip of black lace at the bottom. Beneath, I’m wearing a matching pair of black lace panties. I pull up the back of the top, and you can see the panty hugging my tight ass perfectly. Just like you like to do with your hands.I can see the want and lust in. Go, have a shower. I only stay holding Dahlia for a few more minutes, then I crawl out from under her and take a shower.I am almost finished when the shower door opens and in walks Dahlia. She has a devilish grin, and the first thing she reaches for is my cock. I block her hand before it gets there and tell her, “We have no time for that. I’m almost finished, then you need to clean up and find Moira a dress to wear to church.She pouts and asks, “Are you sure?”“Sure enough, if you try anything. Rubbing it up and down a few times I pushed it all the way in, mom gasped as her fanny hole filled with her sons cock. “Yeees, fuck yes give it to me”Holding on to her hips I slowly pounded her pussy; taking my cock all the way out and pushing it straight back in with force a few times. Mom moaned “Yeeees, fuck me, yes,” she said under her breatheWe were getting in to a good rhythm, she pushed back as I slammed my cock in to her and we made a slapping noise. The harder and faster we.