I assumed it was just a warm-up, and it got me very hot inside. Photos were taken throughout the entire spanking, which lasted almost twenty minutes....fterward, Mistress V, panting for breath, said, "OK, Jake, take out the gag." The bit was removed, and a hand pulled my head up from the table. A body sat in front of my face, and the hand pushed my head down into the pussy in front of me. I didn't need any more coaxing. When she was satisfied, Mistress V stood up and said, "This little slut. A female voice. I stopped died in my tracks and listen to see if I could hear where it was going from. After a few seconds I heard what sounded like mom saying, "Don't stop! Don't ever STOP!" and then "Where did you learn to eat pussy like that," and then a bunch more moaning. Being little more than shocked I wondered if dad had come home early and no one had told me. Then I knew there was no way dad could be home because I talked to him that morning, not more than 3 hours before and he was. I suppose I could have looked it up in the paperwork but, given our entire affair lasted less than fifty minutes, it didn’t really matter.I’m not sure she ever knew my name at all. She certainly never asked, but it was Fiona that set me off on the path I have pursued for most of my professional life.I remember the Friday morning it all began. I had been at work early, fixing a hot water boiler in a Redland flat before the student tenants got up. Given the amount of sleep students need, I had. I saw traces of Shawna’s lipstick on Laci’s hairless vulva. My wife said she lost count of how many times she had cum that day. That, combined with the fact that she gets wet just thinking about sex, meant she was drenched. “I know, it’s really wet – you know me,” Laci said. “A couple of times, Shawna spread my pussy wide open and spit up inside me. She was SO nasty. Her spit is still in my cunt, Karl.”I could feel my balls tightening. She was driving me crazy. “God, I wish Shawna was sitting.