” “Do you want to learn how to do it or just to have someone do it for you?” I asked. “Well, really I would like to learn because I hate ha...ing to have the guys look down on me because I don’t know how,” was her reply. Before I could say anything she kept going, “I use to team drive but he went to another company and now I have to make this happen on my own.” “I’ll tell you what, I’ll do my truck and show you how and then I’ll come help you do your truck to make sure you have it right,” I. After rinsing off, she stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a large towel and knew at that moment as looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, she was going to find out what it was like. In the back of her mind she knew what had transpired but it did not seem disturbing at all. It was as though the entire event was completely normal. Once she was dry, she dropped the towel and considered what she had become. Much shorter, with an attractive figure that would if properly attired turn. I drove her back onto the bed, with my mouth clamped over her pussy mound and drove my well lubricated finger up her back passage. This had the effect of continuing her orgasm and I kept at it as she came again and again, the poor girl was nearly out of breath. Struggling for air I relented my assault on her young athletic body. I crept up, on top of her, my hands sliding up her torso and pushing both her blouse and bra upwards. These boobies were ready for some mouth action and I wasnt going. It was good to occasionally have a direct, personal experience of the joy of submission; it made you a better dom. And you came in a different way when you weren’t the one who decided when and how it happened.But now she was having an attack of remorse. She feared that Marie and Jane would never look at her in quite the same way again, now that they had seen her so completely debased. She looked at Marie, then at Jane, searching their faces for a sign that they had lost respect for her. Marie’s.