To my disappointment, she stops inches away from my face and settles herself, making herself comfortable. I am left gazing up at the pale lips of her ...abia and the small hood of her clitoris, framed by a dark mass of pubic hair. The scent of her sex in my nostrils both arouses and frustrates me. “Right! You will not cum, move, or make any noise. Do you understand?” “Yes, Mistress.” I respond meekly. “If I am satisfied with how you have taken your punishment I will allow you one request.” her. Her grip was firm, warm and dry, though not threatening; his, cold and moist with anxiety, but she showed no sign of distaste at his touch. “Close your eyes, David.”He seemed to be floating over the path outside the house, though he could feel the pressure of his seat upon the sofa; it was dark and cold. He saw an elderly woman walking a small dog on a lead along the path, and seemed to hear her voice muttering disjointed words, mainly about what food she needed to buy the next day, but muddled. Tell me that hubby is gone, all you have on is a T-shirt. You know I'm eating my heart out not being able to take advantage of the situation. The least you could do for me is to throw something on and go out and pick up a stud, get laid and then tell about it.BobFrom: ChrisSeptember 17, 2006All I can do is write and tell you what is happening, or, as is the case lately, what isn't happening. I'll try to be sluttier! I promise! Even hubby came home last night, with a few too many beers under his. The first shotmust have been a doozy as it immediately began to pour out ofDebbie's mouth. The O-ring prevented her from sealing her lips aroundDanielle's meat. Semen was dripping down her chin and on to herbreasts. Debbie did not relent, however. As if she could have. Shecontinued to suck as she attempted to take all that Danielle couldbring forth. Mistress Danielle, for her part, was giving it all thatshe had. I wondered if there would be any left for me later.Finally, Danielle slowed. Thick.