The next morning she awoke with start. Damn if her fingers weren’t sticky again. She hardly thought twice as she licked them clean.What she did thin...k of was what she had done in front of her son and those damned pictures! She had to figure a way to talk him out of ever having anyone look at them.She got out of bead and looked at what she was wearing. Those damn panties that were made from straps and her quarter-cup push up bra. She did not even remember putting them on last night.Even as she. "Play with them for me, pet." "Of course, Master."I circle them with my nail before rubbing them between my fingers. You watch me lick a fingertip before touching them again and pinching them. I ring my fingers around my right areola and smile at you. Playing with my tits as your cock hardens and you hear the hitch in my breathing. "Would you like Master to touch your tits?" "I would love it, Sir." "Beg me." Please Master, please touch my tits." "What do you want me to do, slut?" "Please. I found out all about her as I carried on stripping her with my eyes.That afternoon I sat in my office thinking of Sandy riding my cock, I got a server hard on so I closed the blinds and said I didnt want to be disturbed as I sat at my desk rubbing my cock slowly, the thick shaft stood to attention trying to imagine if Sandy was shaved or not, I closed my eyes as my foreskin went over my cock head then back over and down the shaft, I was in my own world, as I thought I heard a noise.I carried. We kissed for awhile and then she stood up. She started to remove her cloths. So I followed her lead but she said " I want you to see me first then I watch you."Strange I thought but maybe that is how they did it in Italy.When she removed her bra I lost my breathe. Her tits were perfectly round and firm. Her nipples were very dark and firmly standing straight out hard. She turned her back to remove her skirt and panties. Her ass was also firm and round. Then she turned toward me and all me eyes.