At least it wasn't sex. She tried to rationalize by thinking this is the type of thing that could accidently happen on a crowded train."Ohhhh yeahhhh"... Jeff groaned as she felt his erection through her soft, silky panties. "That's it. Rub your ass around slowly. I bet your dumbass husband doesn't even get this kind of treatment." He loved the sensation of her soft, silky smooth ass massaging his cock and balls. He could feel her ass crack through her silk panties as he reached around and felt. In fact, she had come over on more than one occasion wearing a cloak. Kelsey had a body, though, which could make a man turn his head if she were to show it off, but she didn’t so it was only her friends who noticed. She had beautiful eyes which always showed a small amount of shyness. These led to her shoulder length brown hair which flowed down to her great body. Kelsey’s biggest asset was her chest. Even hidden, her breasts were at a size which would make many fantasies fly through my head. I knew that I could never pass inspection for long with a real woman, but Mistress Hannah said I could do much better than most men.While I was dressing up, Mistress Hannah dressed in the sexy schoolgirl outfit that she sometimes wore for our play during the week. Then she whipped together a luncheon. It was clear that we had enough food and drinks for several guests, so it wasn't a big surprise when the doorbell rang. Mistess Hannah brought me to the door, which was unusual when I was. She collapses against the car, her legs too weak to hold her when he steps away. She lay there in the light from the police car, her legs spread wide, cum and her juices spilling down her legs. Another car could have driven past at that point and she would not have cared… “Just a little taster for you my cumslut queen, totally submissive fucking at my time and place of choosing and you submitting totally as any well brought up and schooled fuckslut would," he says as he undoes the ball gag and.