I went into the kitchen and turned on the music. I brought the wine to the table and began to pour two glasses. It was when I was finished pouring Mar...issa's glass that she came back down the stairs. I couldn't believe my eyes. She was wearing a cheerleader outfit. Too genuine to be fake. Pom poms and all.".....damn, Mom.....You're gorgeous...." I worded slowly. "You're too sweet," she said, walking intothe kitchen. "This is the real deal. I was a cheerleader for my highschool football team. It. So Olivia relaxed and laid there waiting to find out what was going to happen next but she did not have to wait long as she felt something penetrating her pussy and once inside she felt it starting to move back and forth and then she new that it was the machine that she had used on herself when her Master was away. Her Mistress slowly eased up the speed bit by bit until it was on full power and then she added the Vibrator to the fun and she places it against Olivia's pussy and straight away. I thought he was close by but I didn't know how that could be. Most of the times, I just thought it was anticipation at seeing him again."She giggled as they walked down the hallway."He was always nervous about being here so I always felt his nerves," she said. "I assumed they were my nerves. The other night, I woke up when he came on duty. I had no idea he was here but suddenly I was awake and I was alert. I felt the need to be constantly on watch, like someone might come to steal something I. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM….." I sighed. "God, your insatiable, do you know that?" Letting my cock pop free of her stuffed mouth for just a second she retorted in the lust throaty Spanish accent, "I'm not sure what that means, " jerking my wet cock with two hands, "but I'll take it as a compliment…" That knowing smile creeping back across her lips before resuming her oral ministrations. Running my fingers through her thick black mane, allowing her to open her gullet, my head repeatedly found its way to.