" Then that is Mistress Dianne, you apologize for being familiar andcalling her by her given name." Yes Mistress, Mistress Dianne I'm sorry I forgot t... be respectful andfailed to call you mistress, will you forgive me?" Show me your panties, maybe I'll forgive you. But ask permissionfirst." Was all Dianne said."Mistress Dianne wants to see my panties Mistress Marla, may I showher? Please?" Beg me for permission, make me believe you really want to show thosepanties to Dianne." Please Mistress. I picked up the envelope I had taken out of the glove box from the car that started me on this path. The memory of the Mission Impossible tape came to mind, as I shook out the contents. To be sure it was looking like an Impossible Mission task, but somehow “Jim” always got it done, and in 60 minutes or less. Granted it was just a TV show.I looked over the list and had Adam replay the recording grandfather had left me. Of the things on the list, the most significant items that Grandfather had. My hands finds his belt and opens it slowly as I stare at the bulge in his pants. His jeans is the kind with buttons, so I start opening them one by one. I want to hurry; want to feel his cock in my hand and mouth right away, but I know he likes me to take it slow so I resist the urge to rip it open and plunge into it. I am soon rewarded for my patience as I pull his boxers down along with his pants and his delicios cock springs forward to hit me on the face. The tip is already wet and leaves a. As I started to soften, Mrs. Carter shook my cock so that it smacked her husband’s face and the last drops of semen were flung around. “Thank you so much, Robert. We both really enjoyed that.” Mrs. Carter looked gratefully up at me. She scooted up and, taking my face in both her hands gave me a kiss. I could taste cum on her lips and found myself pushing my tongue into her mouth to taste more. When I realized that Mr. Carter had cum in her mouth mere moments before, I began to become.