I lifted my head and kissed the folds of skin, precum moistened my lips. I placed my fingers around the shaft and slowly pulled his foreskin back. The...smell of his wet cockhead as it slowly appeared nearly made me cum, and I when I had his foreskin completely pulled back I took him in my mouth. He groaned as my tongue, swirled around his manhood, tasting him, thanking God silently that he hadn’t washed. I sucked and licked, stroking him slowly, played with his heavy balls, until he started to. ? ?Yes Mistress Donna.? ?Also after the first mention of my name in the morning, you only have to call me Mistress. ?Yes Mistress D....? He saw her walk away and then his bonds being released; then a girl said ?Stand up and move about.? He looked at her, and she too was holding a cane ?With respect why are you holding the cane, as if you are going to strike me in a flash.? ?It is for my safety.? As Nathan stood up, he snatched. .Once....twice....three times her mouth slewed up and down his shaft, her head twisting as it did, her mouth adding her own saliva to the already sticky mess on the head of his cock. As she pulled free so Rick looked down to see her lips drawing the saliva and precum mix with them. For all the world it looked to him as if his knob and her lips were attached by an umbilical cord.He watched her hand reach up and smear the sexual mix suspended from her fleshy lips back down the length of his. The only reason her place is so popular is cause of how good her foods are, but most of that is thanks to our family history. Almost everyone in our family is a cook, chef, restaurant, café, bakery owner, etc. I just find it funny how none of us are French, Italian or mostly Spanish. Somewhere in our blood there maybe some of that, but over all were American which is a first. But anyways with all the yapping out of the way the only person in our family that stands out most would be our Grandpa..