His tongue darted in and out of my sopping pussy. I gave an almost silent grunt as his tongue hit something extra sensitive, and a sprinkle of my pent...up urine drizzled out, mixing with my copious pussy juices.He started to lap at my 'fountain' as my widespread knees stretched my vaginal lips open, allowing him to reach every micro-millimeter of my cunt. His long tongue licking me, he worked it inside my inner folds and his nose bumped and mashed my clit. My thighs automatically widened and I. My master jumped out of the bed and started toward the bathroom door, but they intercepted him before he could get that far. A moment later, I saw them tie my beloved master's hands together behind his back and begin to march him out of the room. I wondered what kind of men these might be, that they could assault the compound of one of the country's favored sons and treat him so.As two of the men led David out of the room, another spied me huddled against the bed, my legs drawn up to my chest. After a bit of manipulation the lead went through ok and there was no sign of it. It was covered in the same stuff they make breast implants from so it should be ok. Ok I am going to have to open the lipo opening a bit to get the implant in. There might be some blood. Ok. I had explained to her how it needs to be fitted in line with the spine allowing the pins to be just clear of the bony area. When it was in I reached round and made sure it was in place and pressed it in. It felt pretty. No...”“You want this,” Marsha replied. “I know you want this. You know you want this.” She kissed Jennifer’s lips, caressed the back of her head and slipped her tongue against her teeth. Jennifer relaxed her jaw and Marsha explored her mouth with her tongue.They kissed long, passionate kisses. Then, Marsha covered Jennifer’s chest and breasts with soft kisses. “Oooh ... You are moist,” she remarked as she tongued Jenny’s nipples.“Vodka’s making me warm ... sweating...” Jenny pulled her blouse.