Now some back story here I've known this chick my entire life and never had her since I've always felt like a brother to her. She's 19 and bubbly with...some wonderful curves. DD cups and a big juicy ass that I'm in love with. She's probably the reason I have a thing for curves hahaha. She's a bit bigger in the waist but it isn't really even enough to notice since you won't be looking there anyway. I sure don't hahahahaSo anyway I get there and she opens the door and flings herself at me, nearly. ”“Nope,” she answered, still grinning. “I was up in my room reading and decided to come down to the kitchen to get something to eat.”“I didn’t see you,” Kevin told her. He hadn’t remembered hearing her.“Of course you didn’t,” Molly said with that strange grin. “You had your mouth around that girl’s nipples and looked like you were trying to eat her up.”Kevin’s face turned red in an instant. “You saw us?”“Sure I did,” she answered. “I was up on the crosswalk. When I saw what you were doing, I. “Keep it up, slave,” Mistress Mimosa ordered, her hand working faster on her panty-covered pussy.I did as I was told, a fire burning in me to keep it up even as my mouth was stretched and my tongue throbbed from its continued work. My body's made for her and thoughts of pleasing my mistress made any pain or discomfort an afterthought.Mistress Mimosa leaned back in her throne, driving herself closer to orgasm as her foot face-fucked me.“Mmm I’m going to cum, slave,” Mistress Mimosa moaned out.My. A gasp escapes me as the tongue moves up, circling my clit but denying its firm, direct embrace. My pleasure is my torture as I squirm against the tongue, trying to force its attention to where I need it the most, but it evades, continuing to deny me its ministrations.I moan, "Please." My Master's lips come together, enveloping my clitoris in their warmth, suckling me ever so gently. For a moment, I can't breathe as a welcome blush spreads over my body from my inner depths outward to my skin,.