She just got out from over me and went to mom and kissed her, deep and wild on the lips. At first mom was taken aback and resisted. But, Tam kept kiss...ing her for almost half a min. When Tam finally let her go, mom got a bit angry and told Tam to behave herself. Tam knew that all this was false anger; otherwise mom would not be masturbating while seeing the hottest lesbo show in town of her daughters making out.But immediately Tam got down on her knees and started kissing mom’s pussy. Mom was. "One, Mistress."Smack, I wail as I feel the pain dance through me, gritting my teeth, trying not to cum."Two. Mistress."Smack, I feel my body respond to the blows and leak a little."Three Mistress."Smack, I groan as I feel the energy flowing through me, I'm already overloaded. What if I cum from trying to please you, oh gawd what do I do."Four, Mistress."Smack, the confusion takes my mind off the sensations long enough for me to get a grip on myself."Five, Mistress."I hear the noise of a car. Everyone else hears me saying another word. I went an entire several minute conversation at work thinking I was saying curtain when I was actually saying mirror. The customer had to point it out to me over seven times before I heard myself saying mirror. That will trip you out. Made me nervous as hell as one of my favorite go to words is fuck. Wouldn’t that go real well at work:“Yes, I’ll be happy to include another box of fuck to your order.”“Did you just say Fuck!”“No Ma’am, I would never say. Cycling gloves. A water bottle.Oh, and the shorts. Those wonderfully stretchy black shorts. With the padding inside for your butt. The ones you wear commando, since the padding is absorbent. And since they are stretchy, and since you are commando, not much is left to the imagination, especially when aroused.But that wasn’t entering my mind that morning. The gear was functional and comfortable.I kissed the kids goodbye in their sleep, and then headed out for my ride. I was on the road by 6:15,.