Put your hands on the back of your head."The heavy singletail falls on my mouth. My lips are being ripped open. I get five strokes on the sensitive f...esh of my mouth, drawing blood. "Will you speak without permission again, slut?" No, i never will, Master. Thank you for the punishment." Was it enough? What do you think?" I know what i am expected to answer. "Oh no, deeply respected Master. I deserve much more." And you, girls? What do you think, was her punishment enough?" Oh, by no means,. For each of us, it's different. Some people would like to watch the sun rise in the solitude and cold mountain air of the Grand Tetons. Others want to hear waves crashing on the shore.One of my favourites is to come out of that sleepy haze with a warm, wet sensation of someone's lips or pussy wrapped around my morning wood. Yet even that took second place to the Monday morning I woke up in bed with my five best friends.We were a tangle of bodies, Melinda lay on her side; I was spooned up behind. That is why I introduced my boss to her. I knew from the start she was a money hungry bitch. But, oh, could she suck the chrome off of a trailer hitch. Or as another one of my co-workers said, suck the dimples right off of a golf ball.I enjoyed two months of her sucking on my cock and swallowing my big loads down her mouth. There is nothing better than a woman who takes it all and keeps on begging for more when she gags on your cum. There are women who are good, great, and some that are. Dressed in pale green Capri pants, pink Keds, and a lacy cream-colored top over a lacy pink camisole, Keira was edible. I bent in and made her blush lightly by kissing her cheek, her skin soft. My nose detected cucumber and lilacs.Keira's eyes widened. She smiled with pleasure and told me, "That's not an acceptable kiss." Without waiting for a response, she leaned back into the open front door and yelled, "I'm off, Mom!"The door closed. She looked at me. "You really don't look well. You've lost.