I could feel the nylons clinging to my pussy lips. “Mmm, look. I'm soaking through my pantyhose.”“God,” he breathed, staring down at the dark ...cloth hiding my pussy. I bet he could see my vulva and labia through the fabric. “Just tear my nylons apart and feast on me,” I moaned. “Oh, Daddy, just lean forward and eat me.” I massaged his cock again. His precum soaked the bottom of my pantyhose. “Show me that you love me.” I pouted my lips. “You do love me, right, Daddy?”“Yeah,” he breathed, staring. "Call me 'Mistress' today. 'Madam' is for the workdays. That's a new policy. Call Lewis 'Master' from now on. He has complained to me about not being addressed by a title worthy of his position. It's only fair. If I have to call him 'Master', so should you," she declared."Yes, Mistress," he answered her."Good. Now take a shower, shave, brush your teeth, and comb your hair. I want you looking pretty for the girls," she instructed him."Yes, Mistress," he said."Good boy," she told him, giving him. I felt my cock pulse as I watched her pull it out a ways and then plunge in again. When I looked up he face had turned to a wide grin. “That’s hot…” I told her, but she wasn’t finished. She’d withdrawn her finger and brought it up to her lips. Making sure she had my complete attention, Diane pushed her middle finger into her mouth and pulled it out slowly, her lips making a tiny “pop” as it came out. My heart was beating wildly now. Diane had quickly transformed into one of. When i went along with her she slept over the seat and said come on sleep over her same i followed as it was last seat we were flying whenever the driver drove over the humps and pot holes, for some time i squeezed her balls and nipple she started to hold my rod and said to fuck her hearing this i said my policy is that i have to use condom and i will not be giving lip to lip kiss in order to have safe sex for that she said 3 years back she was married and started to curse her husband saying.