Really fast, flitting over it like a butterfly, for only a minute.I think “Wait, don’t take it off. FUUUUCKKKKK.” Then he moves it back to the ...highs, lightly brushing, teasing the skin with the vibrations..all that does is remind my pussy how good those vibrations felt on it, making me ache...and he asks me again. "Have you been a good girl today?" "Yes." "Wrong answer,” he chastises me. “You did not address me with the proper directive." "Yes SIR." I correct myself. JESUS. This is. In retrospect when I saw the first shemales of this journey I was turned on by their control, but immediately turned off when they submitted to my cock, either sucking it or taking it in the ass.Not until I met Ashleigh did I realize that I wanted to be dominated, not hurt or punished, just total control taken. Ashleigh seemed to sense this from the moment I entered her hotel room. Blond, 5 foot 9, beautiful face, dressed to the 9's with a semi see through blouse revealing very little in. Men had always been 'easy come - easy go' for her. In high school it was the quarterback of the football team, in college it had been a number of wealthy party boys, during her MBA is was the same class of men, just a little smarter and more focused. During her entry level years in marketing the men in her life were mostly junior executives, with a Broncos football player and a Rockies baseball player thrown in.Rachel was a smart girl, and knew what was good for her. The men made life easy;. I slowly moved my right hand and touched her right breast. I found her turgid nipples and started to fondle her breast. At this mami pulled away roughly and started to scold me to stop it. Instead I moved on top of her and through all the struggling started to kiss her lips and knead his aunt’s breast through the bra and her blouse. The sensation was too much for her and she slowly started to relax allowing me to play with her body when her milk laden breast started to leak. I was so excited.