Too shocked and stunned by his anger I didn’t manage to avoid the heavy slap he aimed my way and when his hand hit the left side of my face hard I f...ell backwards landing heavily on the floor, biting my tongue in the process. The kick he aimed my way was blocked by one of the guards, as the other one managed to control the still waving hands. With quick, precise movements the guards then managed to take the man away and I was left there sitting, still stunned, my face throbbing with pain. Two. I could feel the blood rush into my cock making is semi-hard.I thought to myself this is it. I’m going to enjoy my mum for whom I have yearned for so long. I forgot to tell you my mum is a short 5.0” plump lady with a radiant brown complexion of Gujrati ethnicity.I walked closer to her, she raised her hand but hesitate and then finally held my cock. She then pulled down my pajamas and then my boxers.Mum: You’re already a little hard.Me: Yes, talking to you made me a little hard.Mum: What did. Yes, she purred. Pleasure me, Mistress! Your beautiful pussy feels like wet silk! My hips moved faster. Memories of the afternoon when I had a cock flooded my mind. This would feel so much better if I had dick, a hard shaft plunging in and out of her velvet-wet cunt. That glorious ache, that need to spill my seed, building in my loins. I loved being a woman, I loved the powerful, encompassing orgasms that filled my entire groin. But that urgent need of a man, the way all the pleasure built up. They were interrupted by a sudden stir within the room. Colonel Williams, Master of Fox Hounds and prime mover behind the New Year Ball, had taken over the microphone from the crooner. The band fell silent. The Colonel was nearly seventy but straight as a ramrod and still riding to hounds as befitted a retired cavalryman or 'donkey walloper, ' asPeter irreverently called him. There were spots of colour on the man's cheeks and his nose glowed like one of the new Beleisha beacons that had.