In my add i described what im into and that i was looking for a mistress to dress me up and train me how to be a slut .Next day i get an email from mi...stress roxanne wanting to meet up at a hotel room to get to know each other . Sweet i got a room for that weekend gave her the details . Roxxi you will now refer to me as mistress or mistress roxanne only you will be waiting in the room for me dressed in. I entered and pulled off my shorts in a flash, although it took a while to get this guy’s pants down. He sucked me at length in between answering my questions. Yes he was married but his wife didn’t know he did cock. He did still fuck her and she would suck him, but there was no interest in a three-way. He also admitted that he was getting sucked by the lady down the street, too. Sweet, but I guess he wanted some dick from time to time as well. Just like lots of older, married Florida. The lovely lady calmed down and laughed it off too, realizing that she may have overreacted.Our joking around suddenly shifted to amateur detectives, as Lannie asked what I knew about the McAlister boys that lived up the street. I reinforced her suspicions by telling her that I wouldn't put it past them. I added my possible culprits to the mix too. "How about that guy from New Zealand that moved in across the alley last year, what do you know about him? He seems to be walking out back at last. I can feel through his pants how much he wants to eliminate what little distance there is left between us. I reach down and lift his t-shirt over his head, and while he kisses my lips, my face, my neck, I trace the contours of his chest with my fingertips, running my hands over his broad back and tickling his sides until I can feel him smile against me. Before I know it my blouse and bra are on the floor and he’s caressing my breasts with his hands and his lips, kissing, sucking, biting gently..