She felt his gaze and blushed fiercely. She had done exactly as he had instructed during the day and now she knew exactly what he knew – that her bo...y was crying out to be taken, used, satisfied. Above all she wanted to be possessed by him, totally. She had dressed after her bath that morning in a smart blue suit with skirt just above the knee. Her white blouse was almost a businessman’s shirt – formal and unfussy. The stockings she had worn were sheer and light, the bra soft and whispy but. If he’d wanted to see me he could’ve called, which he didn’t. ‘Don’t be hasty. Just because you’re going to bingo doesn’t necessarily mean your hot for his bod.’ ‘Hot for his bod?’ she thought to herself. ‘Where does she come up with these things?’ Sensing victory, Mrs. Redding continued, ‘My turn to drive, I’ll pick you up at 5:00.’ Dressing for bingo, Maryann took extra care applying make-up and selecting an outfit that highlighted her bright blue eyes. Smiling at her reflection in the. She held her breath as I reached out to open her slick pussy lips. The moment my fingers touched her smoothly shaven folds, she gasped out loud and shuddered, “Oh God, yes Rajat, please yes!” Grinning devilishly at her I moved closer to her with my tongue extended as she watched with eager anticipation.I continued to watch her as my tongue began to part her cunt lips. Once again she cried out as if a bolt of electricity coursed through her body. Her hands gripped the sheets as my tongue dove in. Please read it, I want you to know what kind of a person I am, I’m not a normal girl, I’m far from being an angel.”She then got up and pulled down my bedsheets, I’m wearing a long t-shirt and panties.“Marcy, I don’t want you to wear pajamas to bed anymore.“What should I wear then?”“Nothing, you should be naked at all times ... in your bedroom for now.”“Yes, Mistress, “ I said as we both smiled at each other.“Please hide the book, I don’t want anyone else to read it.”“I will Darcy, I’ll hide it.