I want you to fuck me, deep and hard!" she said."I was just about to go home to my wife!" I informed her, yet I don't know why I brought her up, and e...ven the notion of saying no to what Sam was asking of me seemed ludicrous ."Is it your wife you really want to spend the next hour with..." she started, as she unfastened her coat. She pulled it open to reveal her standing there in black, silky underwear, stockings and garter, ".... or this?" she finished.Sam removed her coat, before she flung it. This is the best time with my birthday approaching. So here is it – the day you sign this letter your submission will start. We would carry this till our birthday or till the weekend after the birthday depending on how and much time we get during the birthday day.Submission and punishment are synonyms and go hand in hand. To make you completely submitted I would need you to punish as well so that you fully accept me as your master. I hope you would by now have made up your mind for the. A few minutes of playing with her pussy and thinking of how her mother had gone wild from watching the night before gave Serena an idea for some more fun.Serena rose from the bed and stepped into the hall. She padded quietly down the hall to her parent's bedroom and slowly opened the door. She saw her mother sprawled on the bed in a transparent black nightie, still sound asleep. The covers were thrown back and Serena could see her mother's pussy through the filmy material of the bikini bottoms.. To which he grinned and retorted, “Who knows, I might squeeze you in aunty!” Her grin widened and she told him he was a cheeky young man! Then she kissed him as aunties do and downstairs they went. Over tea and sandwiches the two women caught up, that second photo was an error, it had been taken by Big Terry it seems who had been a sheep sheerer she had met in some way out place where she was working for our government something to do about sheep quotas, or something like that, it may even have.