Now on my knees in front of her, she leaned back on a black, leather chair and pulled my face down between her legs. I did not resist. Even though I h...d never done anything like this before, it came so surprisingly natural. I began to lick her perfect, tight, brown, wrinkled, ball sack. My cock absolutely throbbed and ached in my pants. I ran my mouth up her cock and felt the soft foreskin on my tongue. I didn’t know how to suck cock, but knew I wanted to and slid my lips around her cock’s. Lynne was a single mum, with short mousey brown hair, fairly rough complexion, quite petite with small tits and a tiny arse, which I was determined I was going to enjoy. We hit it off straight away but despite my subtle innuendo and more direct approaches that I would like to get more intimate she was not showing any interest in me whatsoever. However, she was quite attracted to hubby, perhaps because he spent time with her and her son playing various sports in the pool. Keith was lapping up. She shuddered at the thought of how she had licked the dog shit from the shoe – but this shudder was not of disgust, rather it was one of acceptance of her position as someone who would agree to any form of punishment or humiliation if that is what was needed to please her Master.Joe could see that Abbey was excited at the thought of being made to dance for the construction workers, but he also knew that she had no idea of how they would treat her after they had drunk the liquor he would supply. "Huh!" Bonnie gasped, as the realization hit her. "Oh, Sweetie, you actually thought they were foster parents?" Well, yeah. Foster parents are all I've ever known." No, Sugar, they agreed to adopt you, but then Bill was diagnosed with cancer." She explained, somberly. "He couldn't work and since he was the sole breadwinner, they were going to have a hard enough time with the medical bills that they thought it unfair to burden you. That's why they put you up for foster care. They wanted you to.