Kerry was obviously not wearing any bra beneath her nightshirt. And his attractive slim mothers much larger breasts appeared to rise and fall percepti...bly with every breath she took."Mom?"She shook her head, "Yes dear?" Kerry also returned to the conversation, her face flush and her hands shaking slightly. She looked at him peculiar."Are you okay?" Hum... definitely yes." Then giggled. A sound David had never heard from his mother, she also blushed. "I was thinking that I want you to make more. We got to his place and I helped the Mistress get him up the stairs. I thought to myself it really was good of me to offer to take them home. I really don't know how they would have managed without me. I couldn't help thinking also that if anyone saw a Catholic priest helping a dominatrix and slave up the stairs any other time of the year they might have thought that a bit unusual. Then again, this is the city.We got back in my car and Mistress Leah gave me directions to her place. It was only. “Fuck her, fuck her harder.” She was rolling her nipple between her fingers and pulling on it violently. “Bury that cock in her tight little pussy.” He was pounding me furiously and I loved it, moaning so loud I was afraid the neighbors might hear us. My face tightened up as my breasts bounced with each thrust. I looked over at Fish and found her rubbing her clit faster than ever. Her face twisted in knots as she would occasionally slip two or three fingers deep inside of herself before pulling. Once she had him lying down she pulled his hand up to her tit to distract him. He obediently massaged her breast as she removed his shorts and finally got her first look at his member. He wasn't overly long, more than average but not ridiculous, and he was uncut and quite thick. She had never held a cock with either of those traits before.When Ken was lying down his belly flab was not so noticeable as when he was standing. Truth be told, the exercise and diet were already taking their toll on.