She didn't dare hope, but perhaps her Master's peers had convinced him to give her another chance.She entered Master's room, and stopped in confusion.... Five identical faces stared back at her; she couldn't tell which one was her Master. The masters detected her problem at once; one with an angry expression on his face spoke harshly to her."Is this the slave who presumes to act without instruction from her Master? Who presumes to second-guess his decisions as to her discipline? Normally you would. We don’t tell our significant others that part, but in all the years we’ve been doing it, nothing has ever happened like you think it would given the opportunities we’ve had. But last night, I need to write what happened before I fall asleep so as to never forget.Yesterday, Lynn and I presented together in front of a crowd of 300 or so conference participants. We’ve been doing presentations together for so long that we play well off each other in front of crowd and our message was resonating. When I came out of the water, I took a look at my own body. I realized I was totally exposed to this man as my swimsuit was wet and completely transparent. I shifted the angle on my blanket so that now my pussy would be facing in his direction.I lay down again, opening my legs to give him a good view, and I knew that my pussy would be clearly visible through the wet little triangle of cloth. I began to play with my nipples, and as I did this my pussy became very wet as I watched him pulling on. So I justhad to have you and looking at the size of your cock Ithink you are quite glad that I did,’ she said.Peter looked down and indeed his cock was at full mast.All eight inches of throbbing erection stood firm andproud with a little dribble of pre-cum forming at thetop. Peter looked back at his mother and the way she wasdressed and moaned, ‘Are you thirsty, darling?’ hismother asked. Peter just nodded his head.‘Oh good,’ she said hiking up her dress. Peter.