In front ofme, seated in a beautiful black leather throne type chair sat my nakedMistress.As I finished attaching the cuffs to my wrists, she beckoned...me forwardwith the crook of a finger. I crawled to her and she pulled my face to hercrotch and I needed no instructions. I soon had her moaning and shescreamed out as she came. She held my face to her and I kept my tonguebusy.With no notice, she let go a stream of pee onto my tongue. In a bit of ashock I pulled away and the spray hit my chest as. The gagging had made her eyes water and tears started to slide down her face smearing her eyeliner and mascara. Dark lines were covering her cheeks as her eye makeup ran. Jax gagged her again and again, and the only reason she didn’t stop him was she could feel his member twitch each time and he let out grunts of approval. She wanted him to get off quick, for anyone that walked past her front door could look inside and see them.The man drove her head hard down his member, while throat mucus was. Taking her time like we've got all day. Shit, I'm not sure I could stand this all day.God, she's got me with both hands now, pulling so slowly, staring at my cock, squeezing. Pulling all the way up over the rim. Then when her hands are on their way back down, she licks me in that sensitive spot on the underside right next to the head. Jesus.Look at her tits. We barely had the door locked and she's out of her sweater and bra. Amazing tits.Oooo yeah, that's it, baby, slide the wet head all around. (More a forest than a bush, the humorous Marcella had once joked!)The next lash fell and Angela jerked as if she had been electrocuted! Her whole body writhed and bent double, bringing her head momentarily level with her crotch before it fell back and her body went limp."Golly, Doris! Did you see that. It gets worse and worse. WE MUST do something before they kill her!" What happened, Marcella? I wasn't looking. I can't bear to look.!"He got the end of the lash to snake into her cunt - that's.