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Trudging back up the stairs, coffee in hand, I started to plan out the day: I had to work for a few hours, had a meeting in the afternoon, and I wanted to hit the gym before Sammy got home. Settling down at my desk, I glanced idly out of the window. It was a genuinely beautiful day- the sun was just rising, there was some frost on the ground, and Sharon was bent over in front of the window, her tight ass straining against her jeans. I nearly choked and dropped my coffee, swearing as it slopped over the cup and burnt my fingers. There she was, fixing something in her car seat in the driveway, her legs completely straight and bent only at the waist. I was so close I could clearly see the top of her black G-string poking out of her pants, curling over the top of her round bottom. God she had nice legs...and what an ass for someone in their 40's! She was wearing tight black jeans, a blouse and a nice blue jacket that accentuated her fit figure. She straightened up as I was gawking at her, tossing her long blonde hair back as she turned and I could see that her top was low cut - not outrageously so, but certainly showing more than a small swell of her perky breasts. My cock was immediately hard, pulsing at the sight of this sexy older woman. She looked around impatiently and was muttering to herself, still not realising I was staring at her, and hurried back into the house clearly having forgotten something. I exhaled slowly, glad to have Bondage not been seen. I was only then that I realised my cock was straining hard against my pants, fully hard at the sight of her. I grinned ruefully - damn this libido of mine! I reached into my jeans and pulled out my cock, slowly sliding my hand up and down the sensitive skin, making sure to keep an eye out in case she BDSM walked back outside. I started to picture her more clearly, closing my eyes as I thought about her, what her hot, wet mouth would feel like domination on my hard cock, how she would react if I slid my hands up the insides of her thighs, imagine her trembling breath as she climaxed....I was pumping in earnest now, wanting to feel the fetish release, hand hurriedly moving up and down in time with the waves of pleasure. Next thing, there was a knock on the door. Snapping out of my fantasy, I hurriedly shoved my cock into my pants, and glanced out the window - still no Sharon, so maybe I'd catch a glimpse after I'd spoken to whomever was ruining my morning glory. In a foul mood now, I jogged down the stairs, shouting "Be there in a second!" and only hearing a muffled response. Throwing the door open with a scowl on my face, ready to have a very short conversation, the words dried up in my throat - it was Sharon. She had a small smile on her face, but also looked a little worried - her blonde hair was curling over her eye, and she raised her hand to push it back, the simple action causing her top to move apart slightly. Immediately my eyes moved to her cleavage, to the swell of her tits. "Hey Nick", she said. "Sorry to bother you, is this a good time?" She showed no sign that she'd seen anything the night before as she glanced inquisitively at me, and I flushed as I realised I was standing there with no shirt, no shoes, and some hastily thrown on jeans that probably didnt do much to hide my excited state. "Sure, no worries" I replied "Sorry I was just having coffee upstairs" "Oh that's ok, I dont mean to interrupt - I just wanted to say sadism it was lovely meeting you guys yesterday and I was hoping you and Sam were free for dinner tonight?" "Oh right, ahh I think we're booked out tonight sorry!" She had heard stories of Ariela at her worst, but she had never seen it. “Your establishment.” She pretended to be irritated and patted my face away. I reveled in the rapture. “Please get one of them on the phone for me. I would like to speak to one of them right now,” Jill says with a whole lot of venom in her voice. No question, I certainly felt proud domination to hear Karen and Holly laud my contribution to it all, but it was humbling as well, because it wasn't all me. My girls, every single sadism one of them, had been instrumental in helping to shape the person I was and it was only for them, for our family, that I strove to try and make things work. The flight attendants followed shortly there after, Donna, her daughter and granddaughter all attempted to unbuckled their belts to no avail. Muthusamy saw this and it excited him almost instantly. “Yes it is but it leaves you totally knackered by the end of the BDSM night.” Mariana smiled widely saying, “Yes, she is a terrible rude Bondage young bitch.” She groaned lustfully when the sultry seductress pinched her nipple. I told her no problem. As my hands were already on her bum, Amy kicked her pants off of her ankles and leapt into my arms, wrapping her legs about my waist. Her mouth dropped open and she looked around, noticing my trunks on the floor as well. The girls after clearing things with their parents that felt that they were better off with Will for the time being, than they could offer had very dire news for the girls. She bounced on her knees in the seat, whining. Stefani moaned as her mother's digits climbed up to her pierced nipples. This went on for a couple of weeks, fetish with us never running out of things to discuss about our classes, In fact she as an English buff and as a prior Spanish student was of much help to me, as I was to Nancy in mathematics and the sciences. That kind of killed my mood, now all I can think is she thinks I’m an idiot. She suggested that after close of business on Friday send the four (the twins, Belinda, and Marcus) along with several file boxes to start boxing up anyone’s desk that wasn’t moved. After more than 5 minutes of this wonderful experience, he could feel his pent up cum starting to rise, and tapped her on the head, letting her know he was going to cum soon. He looked at her pink interior with awe, the sight so hot, then sank his tongue into her, tasting her tangy feminine flavor as he pushed his tongue into his sister's wet snatch. “Does anyone else take issue with the way this is set up?” Scott asked, clearly hoping for no answers. After about 10 minutes they started walking towards the road. And Lola, honey, fuck her! Zigzagging down streets, desperately trying to lose both Ez and the police. Because they want to fuck me.”