"A drink, get me a drink. I'm thirsty and I'm a guest in your home, aren't I?"Tammie said nothing, did nothing."Aren't I?!" he repeated loudly, pullin... a video tape from her purse and waving it in her face. The tape was clearly marked "COPY" signifying that it was probably not the original, but she couldn't be certain of that.She nodded her head and walked slowly to the kitchen to get the man a glass of] iced tea. When she brought it to him, he was watching her finger-fucking herself on the. Drink. He opened his mouth and she crouched again to better control the direction. He spluttered to take it in, swallow. Then as the last dribbles issued from her, she lowered her gaping cunt on his face: – Clean me fucktoy. She’d dommed him before, but he’d never heard that tone of voice. He moved his head a fraction from her seeping sexflesh: – After you’re clean, mistress… what’s your pleasure then? – After that you’re going to fuck my arse for YOU. Just let go. Pretend I’m Karen. That’s. I can feel myself getting close to cumming but I stop myself, I don't want to make myself cum, I want you to make me cum... So I take my hand away from my clit and move it towards your balls. I gently cup them and roll them around in my hand while I am caressing your hard dick with the other hand.My fingers start moving away from your balls towards your ass, I know you like this because you have shown me before but I have never done it for you until now... I slowly rub my thumb around the. Gary looked at the piece of paper and then stuffed it into the pocket ofhis hoodie."You bet it will be; but tonight was wonderful." He smiled at her andturned away.When Petra returned the pen and paper to her handbag she realised thatshe had not used the condoms she had bought along."Oh well; I hope he's clean. Guess I'll just have to live with asquishy bum." She giggled, feeling more of Gary's spend dribble fromher bottom.If this was a fairytale, it would have ended here on a high; but.