I wanted her desperate for contact from me. I'd let her stew a few days in her juices. Monday if she was online, I would contact her. If she wasn't, t...en it wasn't meant to be.*** Sandra's POV ***As the weekend dragged on I grew increasingly despondent over Mistress D's lack of communication. I had no idea where she was in the world so I had to keep a vigil at my computer. She could have been in any time zone and I didn't want to miss her message. I spent the weekend like a hermit not seeing. When a commercial for some random product showed some scantily clad woman walking the beach Sandy felt slightly aroused once again. She spread her legs and looked down at her glistening pink inner pussy lips. She held a g**** between her thumb and forefinger and circled around her clit. The cool smooth skin of the g**** caused a sudden rush of pleasure. Her clit stiffened and poked out from its protective hood. She eased the g**** down through the moist folds of her pussy and back up again. .o ..o..ing to ex..ex..ex..plode.’ What can I say, I’m a sucker for a person who asks for help. Yeah, sucker, cock sucker to be exact. ‘Ok Jammie, just scut over here on the outside seat so no one sees.’ ‘Hope you don’t mind, my mouth is all filled with your sisters goop.’ ‘No..o..o.. prob..le..le..lem, it usually is.’ And I just got right to work. He was a normal fellow, reached out for my titties as I suck him, I figured that would speed up his cum load so I let him. Then he started twisting. My god!!! I will never forget that face. Drooling, sweat covered, eyes half closed, locks of hair falling on her forehead, mouth half open. She was fighting to go back to my dick. I did not want that, she will make me cum and then the fun will be over. Some how I removed her blouse and bra. Then I placed her in my lap with legs open wide and she clung to my left nipple sucking on to it.I placed my right hand between her legs and started probe and peel open her sloppy flower. I was searching for.