Using my tongue on thesilky underside and stroking the part that I could not get into my mouth Isoon had minor little tremors running threw him. I rea...hed down and startedto caress his balls once again while I applied massive suction to just thehead while I furiously licked the slit and stroked the shaft. I felt hiswhole body stiffens while his cock grew a little bigger. I felt his ballstighten and quiver, as he said, oh girl here I cum. Until now I had notthought about what I would do when he. Do you trust your master?" Yes master." She nervously replied, not convincing me.I walked over her and stopped when I was standing over her body, my feet on either side of her."Give me the thickest cut of glass from that pile." I ordered.She looked and flicked some of the smaller pieces of glass out of the pile 'til she found a nice thick piece which had a sharp end to it, looked a little like the tip of a curved blade, and offered it up to me. I took it from her hand, and inspected it, it. From the way water splashes I can say whether it is my son or Thangam who is washing. ‘Is he washing her?’ i’ll ask myself and this thought racks my body with desire for my husband always insisted on washing me and after that I washed him. His hands were as soft as rose petals, and his touch on my vulva was a delightful experience. I have another problem, and that is very serious indeed. The object of my fantasies is my son. I know it is satanic but I cannot help it. No, I do not want to think. ‘You know what to do slut. You know how to greet my pussy.’ She couldn’t possibly expect me to do that. Yes I licked her pussy often, even before my treasure was locked up, I had always loved the taste of her pussy, but not now, not while it was still full of another man’s cum. As I stared at her glistening pussy Mistress tugged on the leash pulling me face first into her pussy. ‘I said eat my pussy you little whore.’ I wanted to cry, how could she make me do this, but I had to get through.