Two minutes later she went to the toilet. I thought well that was sort lived and went and got a beer. Of all the women at that place none could hold a... conversation. There were some sexy women dancing and looking like they would be physically fun. I had been there and done that. I would say i was looking for a relationship but i couldn't find a women attractive unless there was potential for one. Gone are the days of one night stands in my opinion. When i came back from the kitchen mom was back. Her shoulder length hair swayed. Her nipples danced to the beat of the music played by their interconnected groins. Her tube snugly sheathed his cock. She knew that was her best feature and employed it generously in gratitude to his choice of her. When Fallston moaned, she knew to slow a little and allow him to cool a bit. Then she quickened the pace, reheating his brain, his face becoming flush. Over and over she led him up and let him down, but never quite as far down as before. He was. “Don’t cut me off," she said sharply. "Now, like I was saying," she continued. "I am sure you heard my screams. I deserved it. And it will be happening from now on until John says otherwise. So please, if he asks..." she paused dramatically, " I have been good, I even told you I was sorry. Besides, if you lie on me to him that’s you’re ass not mine,” she said calmly. My loyalties were torn. I loved my Mistress, I really did. But to cross Master? That was flirting with disaster. . Maybe I was overthinking or not.“Only a beauty like you can bring out the inner demon.”How could I miss out an opportunity to flirt? There was a line I could not cross but it was okay to flirt a little, right?“Go get your shower, you naughty boy.” She waved me inside the bathroom. I laughed and went inside to get my shower. My cock was already hard and making a tent on the towel.Did she see this tent? Did she like what she saw? This kind of thoughts ran in my mind as I got the shower.I did not.