She was decked out in a white, flowing Teddy which accentuated her hourglass figure, legs so long as to make me think they would never stop. Underneat...h, she wore a white G-string which I hoped would not be in the way for long. A fire was made in the fireplace and the lights turned off, choosing to have candles lit instead. She came to sit next to me, the candlelight and fireplace flames dancing off her hair and body. Sans the glasses she had on at our first meeting, her face appeared angelic in. “No” he said “were just enjoying ourselves” and took my cock into his mouth. At first I felt his hot breath on my “bell-end” and then his tongue, then his warm wet mouth enveloping my shaft. The sensation was incredible, I didn’t care if this was a guy sucking me it felt great. I closed my eyes and thought of what had happened earlier. Michael began bobbing his head up and down along my cock, the feeling was getting better and better, nothing like wanking, 100 times better than wanking, no 1. She told me that she was 41 years old. That made her 16 years my senior. She had been married when she was 20 and had two daughters, Tracy and Teri. Her ex-husband was basically gone with his new wife, but had provided well for Trish and the girls. She worked to make their lives better, but she felt as though they had all of what they needed to live comfortably. She hadn’t really found time to date while raising the two girls. That was perhaps the only empty aspect of her otherwise well. I'm happy to be in a femdom relationship with a couple of very assertive and demanding women, my wife and her mother. Nancy controls the money, makes all decisions, sets household rules, administers punishments, assigns my work, and establishes a social agenda. I live a very structured lifestyle and carryout a prescribed routine of housework that includes cleaning, washing, ironing, and generally looking after the needs of the women. Looking after the needs of the women entails everything.