“Are you ready to please your mistress, slave?” she said in her sexiest voice. I nodded and let out a muffled “Mhmmm”. She got on top of me a...nd loosened the straps of the ball gag so she could pull it down under my chin. As she did so I started dribbling saliva like a starved dog. She turned around, so that we were in the sixty-nine position, with her ass in my face. I stared at her beautiful puckered anus and very moist pussy, taking a moment to smell her enticing scent while she grasped my. He wasn’t on some kind of deadline. He could call me when he had time. Maybe he had a really busy weekend. I mean, we did seem to have a connection at the bar. Even the first time I saw him there seemed to be a little chemistry every time he quirked that incredible smile at me. Oh god. That smile. My insides squirmed a little and I reached for my bedside table. There was one fool proof way to calm down, and I retrieved the sleek purple device from the drawer. I slipped my hand up under my shirt. She texted me to come over and it took me a few minutes to force myself out the door. Though, upon actually seeing her, all that nervousness washed away. She gave me a big hug, then grabbed my hand and led me inside.I noticed that she’d put on a little weight since I’d last seen her, but it looked good. It definitely made her ass look great in the tight black biker shorts she was wearing. I couldn’t help but watch each cheek jiggle as she bounced towards the couch.Elisa grabbed two beers from. I carry on protesting, but she stops me by using the same finger, pushing it to my lips as if to say “Shush.”Jo removes her finger, replacing it with her lips, a hot long, languid kiss. Her tongue is quickly in my mouth, darting in and out at rapier-like speed. My emotions are a complete jumble, this is my Son’s girlfriend, but she is really hot, and twenty years younger than me.My conscience seems to have gone on holiday, and I find my right hand has snaked down to her shorts and is massaging.