. "Oh, all right." By the time the Wench had set the water temperature, Sharon was on her stomach on the table with a towel over her, surreptitiously ...ressing her mound against the table top.The Wench, however, dispensed with the towel immediately. "That's in the way; besides, we've seen one another." She rubbed Sharon's calves while eyeing the gap between her legs; Sharon's labia were pink, puffy, open, and wet. "So what is Master up to now?" Well, first, he showed me pictures of Nate's poor. I told her I not only liked cock but I liked woman too. I said it knowing full well she liked woman. I wanted her to know... everything about her excited me. the way she made me laugh to the way she was making me feel. Every time she came into the gaming room to find me my heart would race, my body would tingle and tighten with excitement. We started flirting, teasing, joking and she asked me if I was married, I told her yes I was hoping that it wouldn't matter to her. I would have been. My thighs were now coated with the juices running down from my pussy, as my head bobbed up and down, swallowing his cock over and over again. I felt his hand against my engorged pussy lips and moaned with his cock stuffed down my throat. His fingers found my pussy and dove easily into the well-lubricated hole.“Oh my god your wet!” I heard him exclaim and I whimpered in pleasure with my lips stretched wide around his hard cock. His thick fingers dove in and out, stroking my pussy and I felt the. “Good girl,” Amit cooed, moving to stand behind her and reaching to fasten the leather collar around her neck. It was about an inch wide and had four “D” rings spaced evenly around it. “This is tangible proof of my ownership of you Reema. This collar means that you are mine, all mine. You will learn how to serve me, how to keep me happy, you will do all that I command of you, happily and without question, and if ever you are tempted to do otherwise, this collar will remind you not to. Do you.