“Wouldn’t you like to know?!”“My plan was to take you to dinner at a nice restaurant, buy you some ice cream, and then we’ll come back here....��“To do what, Mikhail Petrovich?”“Relieve you of your terrible burden!”Tasha laughed, “The one I have wanted to be relieved of ever since I was fourteen?”“That’s the one!”“And what is it you intend to do?” she asked demurely.“Anything you want!”“Everything, Mishka,” she breathed. “Everything.”She quickly unpacked her bag, then asked to use the phone so that. Suddenly I realized it: Tanya was being hard to Shari, because it turned Tanya on. Shari was turned on by it as well. So they were both enjoying the game of master/slave, even though the roles could probably be reversed, and both of them have just as much fun.I admit it. I have a tendency to let the woman take the lead.This weekend, I'd have to watch that tendency.Tanya pushed Shari away, wiping her wet mouth with her arm."Enough, Slave," she said. "Put this shit away. God, you can't get decent. Cadee smiled back, amused at the openness of this caterer’s son, and mentally counting down the seconds when her mother would come over and escort Cadee away like she had countless times ‘from the riff-raff’. Cadee had actually made some of her best and funniest friends by determining that her mother hated then. To her astonishment, her mother was at a table near the BBQ just sipping a drink with a rather sour look on her face, but otherwise not interfering. Well, at least she was fee to talk a. My hands were holding her boobs and I was kissing her back which was sending shivers down her spine. Without wanting to waste anymore time, I put her on the carpet and spread her legs out. It was a pink pussy with a little bit of black on the lining. It was all very very wet, without hesitating I started licking her hole. It smelled as if she had cleaned it with soap. I guess she was expecting this. I started playing with my tongue. The rough of the tongue was exciting her even more and she was.