As I made the turn to go home, Master reached over and slapped my right tit. “Auuuggh,” I moaned and laughed at the shock. “Did I tell you to go...home?” Master asked. “No, Master,” I said. “You need to listen and wait for Master’s commands. I have had to repeat this tonight and you know how much I hate repeating myself.” “Yes, Master.” “Drive.” “Yes, Master.” I drove, following Master’s instructions, until we reached a road I had never driven down. “Keep going,” he said. It was the driveway to a. . and another ... splot!Each drop spread as it hit, staining Mom's white panties brown. The panties were made of a cotton that, now wet in spots, showed more detail of what was underneath than when it was dry, kind of like a wet t-shirt. I returned with a full penload and dripped more hot chocolate, this time working around a central wet spot in a circle, extending the area of detail. Mom had very little hair, if any. Her pussy could have been bald as far as I could see. My cock hurt as it. More

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