You didn't say anything wrong honey. It's perfect. I love it that you think I'm both beautiful and sexy. I'm on cloud nine knowing that my man thinks ...I'm a stone cold fox. I haven't been so happy in a very long time sweetheart. It makes me feel so tingly all over." Then she hugged me even tighter than before.We just stood there in the hallway for the next few minutes hugging each other and telling each other how happy we were and how much we loved each other. Mom's arms were holding me tight. So I said 'Let's try something.'I slid halfway down the bed on my back with my feet on the floor, and then looked him in the eyes, opened my mouth wide, and said. 'Fuck my mouth here.'He put his knees on either side of my chest, and leaned forward towards the pillow, and stuck his cock between my lips and began slowly fucking my mouth. I love that feeling, and as his cock slid in and out of my lips, and I got really hard again, I took out my own cock and began stroking it. He knew I was doing. “Have a beautiful day,” she said with a smile, licking her lips slowly as I drove slowly off, my skirt still raised, my pussy exposed. This time I didn’t even make it home. This time I played with myself at every red light, unable to keep from an earth-shattering orgasm half a block from my home. Not the first of the night, either, but certainly the best.And, once again, she’d left me a note, short and sweet and to the point.I want to watch you cum.oOoI’d never done anything like this before. I. Long black hair cascaded down her back. In her right hand, she had what I thought was a riding crop, with which she was tapping her left palm."That's the Madam," the woman who'd accompanied me downstairs said in a low voice. "You will do whatever she says, too." What if I don't?" I responded."I didn't say you had a choice. She tells you to do something, you do it. Just like with men. It's wired in." Huh. Hey. What's your name? You never said." Call me Martha. And your name is Liz." No, it's.