His parents were out of town and we had the house to ourselves. I'm naturally a light sleeper, and my friend was definitely not. He was out as soon as...his head hit the pillow.There I was, basically alone in the house where this hot mom lived. The idea popped into my head: I have to look at her panties. My heart began to race, and the adrenaline started to flow. I knew I had to be stealth. And I knew I just had to see that woman's underwear.So up I went, but slowly, quietly, methodically. I. I grabbed her by one nipple, pinching it hard and twisting it as I told her that she wasn't to cum yet and that she had to ask permission before she could cum."Yes, Sir! Yes Sir!" she squealed out as I fucked her harder and deeper, then pulled out. I spat onto her crinkled brown asshole and Pam knew exactly where I was about to put my thick cock in next. I let the tip rest there at her sphincter a moment as I played with her clit. I pushed in gradually and soon was fucking her ass hard and fast. She went down to my belly level and got out her alcohol swab, but shedidn't swab my belly button, she wiped alcohol on my clit. I screamedinto my gag, but was told to hold still, or else there could benegative consequences to an imperfect piercing. I held still succumbedto the situation, and cried as the needle and rings works over my clitand both pussy lips. After my pussy was pierced, Mistress Ivy showed mea small silver lock. She explained that the lock was titanium like therings, and would. So, is that your job now?”“No, it’s just a hobby that pays me occasionally. For Fleur it’s more like a job, but not like it is for most of the girls in the industry. She doesn’t have a website, she’s not turning out dozens of videos for web content, she doesn’t make personal appearances or do the club circuit. She does one or two videos a month, mostly to support her studies and to do some experimentation. It also allows her to meet new people, some of who she might want as occasional.