When I looked at her wearing my shirt I could see the amazing size of her boobs, her nipples were punching through like a propped up tent, my cock was... tingling just thinking of sucking those tits……..she was looking around my place and I could tell she was getting more relaxed, we were sipping our tea and as we put our cups down we looked at each other then started kissing, after about 5 minutes of kissing I felt her tits, they were so firm I slid my hands up her shirt and started to feel the. "Excuse me, but you can't be serious! Twenty-four hours?! Not now, when everything was getting so close! And what gives you that right?!"Brenda looked at her son. "Aidy, please try to understand. She's my mistress! Well, one of them. And I'm her Tit Slave. Just be glad that she's so kind. I probably deserve to be banned for a week or more, the way I'm so uppity."Suzanne said, "She's right. I'm too much of a softy. Twenty-four hours is practically nothing. Adrian, I admire the way you defended. " Sam, the girls are trying to figure out what they need to pack. I told them to start with the underwear and swim suits, and go from there." Jeff, tell them to be skimpy with the packing. They need new clothes anyway, and we can get what we need down there, no sense lugging stuff down there when they don't need to. I have seen what they are wearing these days, and they need some new clothes that fit and are in style."I suddenly realized that I had not taken the girls shopping since this all. Queen. Mistress. Also him using dirty words making me scratch him, bite him. Mark him. Deciding to allow him this scene was unselfish. I am jealous and never allow others to touch my collared slave. Viewing the pics again, seeing this slut sucking on my slave, gives me another idea. ‘Turn around,’ I command my slave. I am presented with a lovely view of his tight ass. The panties are sheer red, the dark line of his crack visible through the panties. ‘Crawl to the couch.’ Doing as he is.