She giggled, with a cute little saliva trail.“Damn. Suck that dick then. Suck it...”Kayla sucked Sam’s rock-hard erection deeper and deeper. Wit... Sam getting closer and closer to climaxing. Their lunch period was almost over. She raised her shirt up and removed her bra, showing her beautiful brown nipples. She spit on his well endowed erection and slapped it on her nice sized breasts.“Mmm. Do that shit again.”“You like it when I do that shit?"“Yeah, do that shit for Daddy," Sam said,. The conference let out at five, and I joined Donna at the booth. She still seemed nervous, as though something was bothering her and she didn't know what to do about it. I told Donna I'd had a splitting headache most of the afternoon and was going to pass stopping at the lounge tonight. I said I'd grab a bite to eat and go lye down. Donna seemed a little more at ease after hearing I wasn't going to stop at the lounge.I told Donna she should go eat while I looked after the booth, but she. “Do you want to touch me?” She asked. “Sure.” I timidly put my hand between her legs. She was soft and wet, even through the shorts. “Nice,” I whispered. She whipped the blanket off me to reveal my half erect dick. “I want to finish what I started.” She pushed on my chest, and it took me a second to realize she wanted me to fully lie down. To my greatest possible delight, she wasn’t going to stroke me again. She went down on me, and a wave of pleasure flowed all through my body. She used both. She throws something at me. Put in on whore. Its my collar. The new one she got me not to long ago. Sharp spikes all around. I size it up and fasten it around my neck as whisper Im sorry mistress over and over and over. She links my collar to a chain and starts leading me down the hallway to her bedroom. I keep my eyes down and follow her feet. However instead of going to her room as I predicted she takes a left turn into her master bathroom. She chained me to the curtain rod and demanded me to.