OK?" Marilyn said."I'm OK, Marilyn." So, where are you guys staying?" Miss K said between sips of her Coke. "Oh, about 10 minutes away. The modeling a...gency put me up in a place not too far away from here," Marilyn chimed in."You model?" Tracy and Miss K asked at once."Sure. I do a little bikini modeling as well as we as some adult spreads now and then," Marilyn chimed in. "That's what has me out West for a bit." Cool," Tracy said."OK, we'll fuck, but first we gotta eat. I'm fucking hungry and. &hellip,.. Ann Walker looked once again at her watch, and then rose from couch and went to the window to peer out into the darkness of the moonlit summer night. Ann closed curtain softly, and began to pace nervously up and down the living room. She should have never have let Julie go to a party with Suzy, not after what had happened between her and Heather their next door neighbor. But of course Ann couldnt let to Julie that she had seen the whole torrid fuck session, and that it had made her. ....until I heard an exaggerated clearing of the throat. I looked up, and couldn't believe what I saw; in fact, in hindsight, I still can't believe what I saw. Linda was standing there, in the kitchen. At least, I thought it was Linda, but, I was confused, because Linda was on top of me, still riding my cock. The person not on the bologna pony was wearing the same clothes Linda had worn earlier. So, if Linda was standing there, that could only mean..."Rosa??" I looked up in surprise. She simply. “Ok, now I know, really…it’s a director’s meeting.”Mum let het eyebrow fall and smiled at me and the longer she smiled the more the smile turned from motherly into mistress like. And the more this happened the more my own smile turned from funny son chaffing his mummy into slave stressed his mistress way too far.“Drop your pants, slave” mum ordered and I followed even though I was surprised how fast she could change from loving mother into this cruel mistress style. “Seems like you are already.