"Sylvia told the older man she was aware of that but was afraid of taking something as large as a grown man's cock into her tiny little pucker hole."M... brown hole, as you call it, is very tiny, Mr. Khan. I am afraid it would hurt terribly."The dark-skinned man laughed at her discomfort."It is just a matter of lubrication, little missy. Do you see this salve right here. A little dab of this in your wrinkle hole and you will be taking it in with no problems at all."Sylvia looked at the jar and. My mother quickly leaned closer and milked out the last of my cum onto her tits. She moved her body back forth making sure the drops of cum landed on her tits. For a minute afterwards she held onto my cock as she looked down at her tits. She almost seemed to be marveling at the large cum load I just gave her. She looked up at me still with the odd look in her dark smoldering eyes. Then my mother let go of my cock, which was still hard and throbbing.I had made a nice sticky mess of her. Chris smiled to her self saying, "You know it's going to be funto call you from work, tell you to get ready and KNOW that you'll doall of this preparation before I get home. YOU can meet ME at the doorin a negligee with a drink." She laughed, "As you get trained in yourslave girl duties, my life is going to get a LOT easier. After all,that's the whole idea of having a slave in the first place." Applying blue eye shadow on my eyelids she noted, "This will makeyou look like the trampy. I told him perhaps you should seat over her with her on the love seat. He got up and moved and she tapped glasses with him and sipped there drinks. I sat in my arm chair and chatted a bit but mostly watched. I decided after a short bit i would go to the bathroom and told him to just be comfortable. The bathroom was just an excuse to put the two of them alone for a second. When i came back out they had started kissing each other. I watching there tongue playing madly with each other. I.