Her tongue invaded my mouth. She released my hands and I threw my arms around her, holding her to me and sucking hungrily on her tongue. I expected to...reach my climax in that manner but her thoughts went in another direction. She withdrew from me, flipped me easily onto my front and took me from behind in the manner of a dog and bitch. Her hand strummed my nub and her breath, hot on my neck, was coming in gasps of pleasure, matched by my own. I reached my climax before her, writhing beneath her. " She took shotafter shot of me from every angle. When she was finished she askedMistress Nancy to begin. Mistress Nancy went to her purse, and broughtout some makeup. She sat on the floor right next to my face and orderedme to face her. I did, and she started to apply more makeup to my eyes.She worked for about ten minutes and then applied two coats of lipstickto me quivering lips. When she announced she was through Mistress Betty went to my feet and released the chains that pinned my ankles. This had given Jessica a reputation for being an ice queen, but she did not care so long as she was successful.Her level of prestige also demanded a higher standard of professionalism. While her team scoured the remote desert near the Persian Gulf in shorts and tank tops, she reserved herself to a white polo and khaki pants. This was not due to a lack of body confidence. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were. ." she murmured, her hands tangling in my hair as she leaned down. I could do nothing but obey, despite the raging need her soft, creamy flesh provoked in me. Every sweet sound of pleasure, every twitch of her hips, every scent of her beautiful body aroused me more, leaving me needing her so badly I could do only what she wanted. Eventually, she placed a hand on my forehead, pushing my head back down as she rose from my face, still shuddering slightly with her last orgasm. A moment passed as we.