I don't cook much at all and I always eat out. Lisa doesn't cook either. I decided to invite Jane out to dinner if she hadn't already eaten by the tim...e she returned. About the time I was ready to go back to my office I received a call from Lisa's mother wanting to know where her daughter was because she couldn't get hold of her on her cell phone."I thought Lisa was with you." Why would you think that?" No reason," I replied. "I'll tell Lisa you called the next time I see or hear from her.". IT DIDN'T LONG FOR MY COCK TO WAKE UP AND STAND TO ATTENTION. "DID YOU HEAR ME FUCKING YOUR DAUGHTER LAST NIGHT?" I ASKED"YES I HEARD , SOUNDS LIKE SHE HAD A GOOD TIME" FIONA SAID PAYING A LITTLE MORE TIME CLEANING ROUND HER TWAT."AS I WAS STICKING MY COCK IN HER TIGHT PUSSY I WAS IMAGINING IT WAS ARSE, AND AS I FILLED HER UP I WAS THINKING ABOUT COMING INSIDE YOU" I STEPPED INTO THE SHOWER AND JOINED HER UNDER THE WARM WATER. I MASSAGED HER TITS AND HAD A GOOD OLD FEEL AROUND HER CUNT AND. .. difficult... to discipline so I am going to demonstrate some different ways of punishing a slave that might be more... effective.”She motioned to someone at the edge of the stage and three spanking pillories, each mounted on a small, mobile platform, were rolled to the center of the stage. A black-clad staff woman stood next to each of them. “First,” Mistress Matilda said an almost joyful voice, “a simple spanking for simple problems.” She again used her crop to point and singled out three. Like our previous encounter, this one also takes place in my car. Even though this time it was my turn, I couldn't let her touch me without a whole lot of french kissing followed by me sticking my hand down her panties and fingering her. She loved it, but had to actually stop me, it was her turn to play with me and she wanted to... We continued making out, but this time she started to rub my cock over my pants (much like I did with her and still do when we play with each other). I had sent her.