Tracey had taken over the skillets after Mary finished with the bacon and was cooking her omelet. Alison had found some biscuits and they were in the ...ven almost done.Nicole returned looking and smelling better as the food was finished and served up buffet style. Mary and Tracey sat down and the dogs came in and got between their legs and started to lick their cunts. Brad told them to go and lay down which they did reluctantly. He said, "I'll take them out for a walk or home shortly."There were. I provided pretty muchall of the information regarding the whole role-play scenario. It was myfantasy so I wanted to do it my way. In essence I was topping from thebottom. We weren't always successful. We played on and off, sometimessuccessfully, sometimes enjoyable, sometimes we fought.After a few years and a lot of relationship & personal work I finallyreached a place where I think I understand what it means to submit. It'smy fantasy, it's my desire, I'm the one who in the end realized that. "Just take the fucking suit off and cut the strip show!" I snapped at her.Glaring darkly at me now that the spell she had tried to cast over Kevin had been broken, she eased herself free of the tight material in double quick time to reveal an incredible body underneath dressed only in one of the tightest, skimpiest and sexiest single piece swimsuits that I had ever seen. Suddenly I disliked this woman with her perfect face and her perfect body and her crafty wiles. Looking a picture of. Tighter and tighter the pleasure pulled at him until he could feel himself swell and his balls pull up ready to explode. She drank it all, as she always did, cleaning him with her tongue before kneeling up between his spread thighs. Looking down at his body, his chest rising and falling as if he had run a couple of miles, she smiled. ‘See sugar, that’s the only white stuff I’m going to have from now on.’ * True to her word she had kept clean. Misha watched her blossom, proud of her effort,.