As she was finishing her breakfast I got the outfit I wanted her to wear today out and ready for her to put on when she finished eating. Today her out...it would be all white. Heels, pantyhose attached to a corset that had half bra cups exposing her nipples, a mini-skirt that was a full eight inches above her knees, and a white blouse almost sheer enough to see her nipples. When she put it on she was a knock out and almost made me want to take her right then and there. It was one when we left. ."You needn't have come back mother," he murmured gently whilst casting a reproachful glance at Miranda. "They've settled him down for the night, and so he won't even know if we're there or not." But I will know Marcus..." she stated firmly, although her bottom lip quivered dangerously. "I just wanted to kiss him goodnight," she whispered.Twenty minutes later, mother and son were sat in the front of Marcus's little car, and Miranda was squeezed into the back ... and Marcus had not addressed her. Daniel was in his element in the streets of Hackney, most specifically from Dalston Junction to London Fields. He seemed to know everyone even though there were very few he had a good word for. Molly at first assumed that it was his job as a rent collector for Hackney Borough Council that enabled him to get to know so many people, but she soon discovered that he had other jobs as well although he insisted they were just to make ends meet."I've got a wife and a girlfriend," he said as if it was. ‘Now bend over again and wait for me’. ‘Yes mistress’, he bent over and steadied himself on the back of the sofa. He was in pain and yet he was still hard, he knew that if she would let him he’d cum harder than ever before. She returned again and stood behind him, he couldn’t see her but he felt her presence. Then something cold and wet was applied to his raw asshole and he realized it was lube, the cold helped to numb his pain a little and he moaned in pleasure and relief . He couldn’t.