Then, from out of nowhere, I heard, "Do you like it like that, whore? Maybe I should take it out and put it in your ass, for disobeying me!" I was sho...ked by this outburst and very curious. I thought it was probably someone watching an adult movie or something more scandalous. Nothing prepared me for what I found. I turned and looked for the source of the sound, as another outburst echoed to me. "Does it hurt in your ass, whore? Maybe a good whipping will teach you your place, slave?!" I walked. "Well, I've been getting hard even more than I used to, and it is sort of driving me nuts, but in a good way, not a bad way. What I mean to say is, I like it! Sometimes, I even pretend that you're my Mom when you dress sexy like that. It seems to help me. I get so frustrated with how Mom dresses sometimes. If anything, I think she drives me as crazy as she does because she never shows anything. All I get are little glimpses of her butt's shape though a robe or something. I spend all my time. ” she said. Shit she looked so fucking sexy.“Please mistress, please allow your pathetic slave to cum. I need it so fucking bad.” I whined and I really did feel pathetic, but I didn’t give a flying fuck at the moment. I didn’t care how ridiculous I must have looked. I didn’t care that I was cheating on my husband with a virtual stranger, and a woman to boot. I just wanted to cum, and I would beg and grovel and promise her the moon if she would just finish me off.“Promise me that you’ll always. Oh, of course I had had people to share my bed, to fuck, but that’s all it was. They always disappointed, always fell short. Only Jess would do. I smoked another cigarette then, feeling extremely silly and embarrassed walked slowly back towards the hotel. Tippi was standing on the path, the sun behind her and through the soft white cotton of her long skirt her legs were shadows. I couldn’t see her face. ‘I feel such a twat.’ She slipped her arm through mine and we walked like that towards the.