Her black bra was charming, and I almost asked her to leave it on, but when I saw her tits, especially her nipples I had to say, "I love your nipples ...endy! Nice and hard and fuck...they really stick out!"She climbed up onto the examination table, leaning forward so her face was turned to look back at me. I lifted her skirt above her ass and paid attention to her glorious cunt. The mound was quite prominent and her lips were the kind I liked. They extended out and you could grab lips like. You love it! You take your time exploring my asshole with your tongue. You are lapping it out, tasting my anal juice along with everything else that would be there after not showering and getting all sweaty like I did. Your ass munching is audible. We both hear you feasting on my asshole. You are swallowing whatever you can of me as you bore me out orally. You continue devouring me for about 15 minutes. And by then I have no taste any more. No smell even! You've eaten me out so. My mind was reeling: Sam had just plunged to her death. Shivering, I watched the spot where she had met her destiny. How the other people could be so calm, I simply couldn't understand."Keep going," Beebee said calmly. "The rest is a bit easier."I was wondering why we kept going and were not going back to call for help but followed them all the same. In what seemed like an eternity, we reached the other side and climbed down one by one. Just as my foot touched the sand, somebody shouted "Boo!". My Master says nothing, but I feel him in the air. I hear the snap of scissors, opening and closing. I feel the taut hem of my dress relax as it is cut slowly up the middle. I feel the coldness of the back of the scissor blade as it slides between my breasts, snipping upward until at last it parts my dress completely.The material falls to the side, exposing me. The chill of the blade slides across one shoulder, snipping first one strap, then the other. I feel the friction of the material as it.