All her life Beth looked for the one person that would make her happy. A man that could look after her both emotionally, and physically. She had been ...married once before to a man that, while he provided shelter, food and some affection, was not the one she needed. She had married young and it only lasted a few years. He was not for her, nor she for him, and they divorced only five years after the marriage. Beth had met many men, but had rarely opened her heart, much less her legs to them. She. . her foot fragrance ...the sweetness and the delicious knowledge that she knew his secret passion..He rubbed his cock with her leather...probing the openings front and back and slipping his cock inside, to think of his dungeon slut putting those slingbacks on and dressing to visit...master could never resist in m*****ing them, loving their scent and sniffing them Master pumped her leather shoe and was so hard in filthy ness of mind to get back downstairs and share her with his manservant and. Hopkins is a lovely place to tour, especially since the university had taken pains to maintain a similar architectural style throughout. No skyscrapers, minimalist concrete blocks, or glass and steel monstrosities--just a whisper of understated grace and elegance. We took our time strolling around the campus, occasionally wandering into a building or two when there was something I wanted to show her. From my tenure here, I had amassed a fair collection of keys and knowledge of underground. I ordered my grandparent to wear some of the skimpiest clothing - sheer lace often - parading her before mom's wide eyes. I would ask grandma the lewdest questions regarding our intimacy and get a lewd answer back - all within mothers range of hearing.Between mother and I, I had withdrawn actually. After giving her the orgasm in the car I rarely did more than pat her round sexy ass.This forced mother to show her hand, to ask me if she could drive me to my slave's home, asking me if the clothing.