He worked his finger in and out, slowly, and then withdrew it, bringing it up the length of her pussy. He knew what he was looking for, but, never hav...ing done this before, wasn't quite sure where it was. He knew he found it, when he felt her legs jerk."Yes! Right there," she whispered at him. He moved his other hand down, and massaged her clit with a finger on that hand, while snaking a finger on the other hand back into her opening. It was a bit awkward, but he managed. It helped that they. I had almost frozen to the spot before I dashed off to the Bathroom. She also admitted in a perverted way she felt extra horny knowing my son had seen the cunt of the woman his dad was fucking.I admonished as being the slut that she is; flashing her cunt to her Master's son and for that she would have to be punished! I then told her to go upstairs and bend over the chair in the bed room, where she would wait my pleasure.I returned upstairs and taking her bag, walked in to the bedroom, I asked. He took a deep breath and was reaching inside his jacket pocket. Pam guessed it was for a pen so she could autograph something. "Ms. Anderson - " Alison raised her hand and interrupted, "This isn't Pam Anderson. She may look a bit like her but it's not." The man turned to Pam and inspected her closely. "Say something." he asked her. Pam responded with a simple "Hi" knowing damn well she sounded just like her. A sly smile crept across his face. He seemed a little embarrassed, "Of course. You. "You... you do?" You have a hard-on because you want to fuck me," she said. "That's right, isn't it, Jack" You do want to fuck me, don't you?" Oh God!" he managed to breathe. His prick seemed to be palpitating wildly in his pants now, and his brain reeled. Had he heard correctly? Yes, yes, of course he had. But why was Sue talking to him like that? What was the matter with her? Oh Christ, he could feel his balls begin to ache from the pressure of his gathering sperm; he really needed it, he.