Walking into the bathroom, I saw Zoey sitting on the edge of the tub, legs spread, sliding a dildo in and out of her pussy. I immediately dropped to m... knees in front of her and started licking her clit. With her free hand she grabbed my hair and shoved my face harder into her cunt. "Yes Mandy! Lick me faster!" Zoey moaned. I obliged her by flicking my tongue quickly over her clit. She paid me back with her juices pouring out of her pussy. I absolutely love the taste of her pussy. And Zoey. Pools of saliva slosh about my mouth behind my tightly sealed lips; my entire skin simultaneously flushed and burning yet cold, clammy and shivering beneath the strangely lightweight duvet.I am ill. I am beyond ill. I am Judas Iscariot trapped in the Seventh Circle of Hell, my body tormented for all eternity.It has been ten minutes since my stinging eyes blearily opened to survey my surroundings; ten minutes of incomparable thumping nausea; ten minutes of peeking blankly from beneath the duvet. My pretty baby doll, “I love you” I say.I place another one on her other stimulated nipple.My gentle princess, “I need you” I declare.I slap her left cheek once soft….. then hard.My gorgeous soul mate, “I desire you” I proclaim.Sensual bittersweet pain pulsating through her whole entire body,I insert three fingers in her and propel them with immeasurable speed,As my tongue changes patterns of penetration there…Yes ladies! There! That one!Have you ever consumed the butterscotch sweet roll of. I was more or lesscomplete naked while fully clothed in several layers of pink chiffon andlace. Mistress Helen also had me try on a pair of pink marabou slipperswhile still in the peignoir. When I came out of the fitting room tomodel the set for her, she had a big smile on her face. She said Ilooked lovely and sexy and then had me go change.Once I was changed back into my lingerie and dress, we were off to thefood court for a small salad and some iced tea. At least I didn't haveto eat out.