I know it probably sounds a little perverted of me but had sort of a thing for Doreen's mom ever since I had seen her in her undies on the back porch ...hot tub. She had a small pot belly and her round globes did droop slightly instead of standing up pertly like Doreen's brilliant ass cheeks. There was just something about the way she moved or licked her lips when she was thinking that never failed to get me aroused beyond hope of relief. Most of the time, I just cornered Doreen in a closet and. I felt pain in my pussy that seemed to run up the sides of my abdomen. But something strange happened to the pain during its journey. Somewhere at the end of its plight, it turned into multiple buzzes of pleasure that seem to grow in my spirit. I felt my pussy contract, confused at the varying sensations. This sudden spasm made Jamal exhale as I glanced down to see his head try to form to my semi defiant pussy. Once again working her magic, Melinda guided his head into semi circles. I was slowly adjusting myself.I spread her legs wide, my legs were between her legs and my dick right on top of her shorts. I moved my fingers on her inner thighs and caressed them gently while I was kissing her neck passionately. She was shivering in excitement. I then got up and raised my arms and removed my t-shirt.She kept passionately looking at my chest and my abs. I was in a hurry and then I just pounced on her, and started pressing her boobs hard. I could hear her give away soft moans,. We arrived at the Lounge and immediately the valetsapproached and opened both doors. ?Good evening sir? one said, ?Good evening ma?am? said theother. There was no time to hide the leash.?Be a dear slave and carry your leash until we get inside.? I was completely embarrassed. The first two people in the world to know my wifesometimes calls me slave were a couple of valets. I sank into my seat asMistress began walking to the door. ?Here?s your claim check, ?slave.? The valet said to me. ?Yeah.