"Are you getting tired, slave?" I asked katrina, lifting my pussy and shifting a little so I could see her flushed face wet with my juices."No Mistres...," she breathed, licking her lips and smiling up at me."Let me see your ass, honey..." Peter told Cheryl and that was him all over, once he had a camera in his hands he thought he was God, " ... Spread your cheeks for me." Do you like your brother's cock? Does it feel good?" I asked Katrina."It feels ... Good, Mistress," Katrina said slowly, as. She was extremely intimidating as her gaze seemed to penetrate the depths of the soul of anyone she was conversing with. Even Cecilia, who normally dominated other people with her abrasive self-confidence, was quiet and timid in the presence of that Priestess. The Clergy woman spoke fairly good English, but Jason and Cecilia had long since mastered Danubian and conversed with her in her native language. While Maria Elena stood by nervously watching, Cecilia explained her situation with the. Give me a call at ###-#### or message me." I hung up. I jumped on the computer and looked for any porn that reminded my of Lynnette to masturbate to. It was about 1:30am when I got a message from Lynnette. I had been rubbing myself on and off for and hour watching 4 second videos of porn ( should note this happened a long time ago and computer came were not common back then ). We chatted briefly about meeting one another. Lynnette mentioned how comfortable she felt around me and felt she'd. Say 38 D or so. I had seen her where I worked. Would of never thought she was a tranny. Just always saw this hot chick with a huge rack & a hot ass. Everytime she came in the store, people stared. (Espically me) I overheard one of the guys telling his friend she was a shemale. Thought, no way. I kept seeing her in there & kept wondering. One day I was look at ads online when I came across her photo. I thought "O-shit. She is a tranny." I started getting a hard on reading her ad. I had to call..