.. The hand moves back down to the knee. "So, you control your pain do you?" I start to gently pull on her knee. Pulling it towards me, moving her hip...s gently apart. "You sure about that?" Looking at her face for signs of disapproval; none were found. I move her leg a bit more and stop. Back to my hand moving up and down the thigh. At the same time my other hand is having a great time with the boob nearest me. It is getting squeezed hard, the nipple is getting pulled, squeezed and twisted to my. ‘How about you, mom? Feel like having Jimmy screw you some more?’ ‘Sure,’ mom said cheerfully. ‘How about I get on top, honey?’ And so I stretched out on my back as mom mounted me, straddling my body, reaching down to work it inside again, rocking up and down on my stiff prick now, twisting her pelvis, shaking and swaying her big tits, making a real show of it. For a few moments my s****r just sat back opposite us and gazed, spellbound, at her mother fucking the shit out of me, mom really. . Mmmm! So it was arranged and soon I was there knocking on the door.Reality is so often different. The house was a bit run down, and the Master a rather fat middle aged balding individual. The female slave was the other side of fifty and had eaten a few cream cakes in her time. But it was hard to say no, and especially having been told in no uncertain manner to strip immediately. My clothes were taken away and hand and ankle cuffs fixed in place. A collar and lead around my neck. Ordered on my. I could sense that he was watching my reaction and smiling at it. I leaned down over him and ran my tongue along one of the veins, eliciting a guttural moan from him. My tongue flicked over his head, around the little slit, and I could taste the precum that was beading up. He tasted good and I wanted more of him so I wrapped my lips around his head and sucked on it. "Fuck Madden, if you keep this up I won't be able to last long, I've wanted you for too long," he warned me in a strained voice..