“Lady Sarah?” I asked without thinking. “Yes, slave?” “May I - may I kiss her pussy? May I give her the pleasure she needs right now?” She...looked taken aback for a moment, but quickly caught herself, a wistful smile forming on her lips. “Yes, you may.” I didn’t look at Anne. In the back of my mind I knew I should have. But in this moment, the only thing on my mind was the need and desperation in those beautiful eyes, and I felt a bond, an obligation between equals, to end her suffering. I know,. “OK, Hal. Then when we explore, we should try to talk outrageously, dirtily, as long as that doesn’t obscure our meaning. For example, rather than penis, prick or cock might be better, although manhood is silly. I have a vagina that is also a cunt or pussy, but hole is ambiguous.“You also know that I like precious bodily fluids...” She batted her eyelashes.“Thank you, General Ripper, sir! Points for Dr. Strangelove reference.”“We might very well have some doctor fantasies, but not with. “So, who’s picking you up today?” Donna asked. “Wife one, wife two, or girlfriend?”“Um ... all of the above, I think ... and another friend,” I said. “They went to have their hair done at the other place where they go. Oh. And the kids.”“You’ve got kids?” Donna said with enthusiasm.“Two boys, six and eight,” I said, reaching for my wallet to show her a picture.“Aren’t they the cutest,” she said as she spun me to look at myself in the mirror. I didn’t think she’d actually looked. “Oh my, oh my.. He either worked out or played a lot of sports. I walked over and dropped to my knees in front of him. I saw his prick twitch in front of my face. Remember Jim, this was your idea. This was my husbands last chance to stop our game if he was going to, but he said not a word. I reached out and put my hand around my prize. After a couple strokes and licking the big drop of pre-cum off the tip, his fuck stick was at full hardness. It was a little longer and a little thicker than my husbands, but.