Maybe she would decide that she didn’t want her mother to experience anything too extreme but she needed the knowledge to make that decision. Of cou...se it would be her own decision too and not one she consulted with Donna about because part of being a good mistress was knowing what is good for your sub.She was broken from her thoughts by both an incoming text and Trish asking what she thought of the setup for tonight. It was from her own lover telling her that she had arrived in Grand Central. ’ I smiled, instantly recognizing the woman in my arms. So there is no further confusion, I have a tattoo. It’s not the usual type worn by so many younger people today. Mine is small by comparison, about the size of a dime and easily mistaken for a small birthmark on the left cheek of my ass. The mark in question is a small cherry. The amazingly familiar kisser shares the same small artwork on her equally amazing derriere. The significance, we had them done the day after we had given each. Feeling very adventurous, I used my free hand to trace up and down Kris’ ass, allowing my finger to slip up and down his crack and rub between his legs. He sighed and shivered, announcing that the new sensations I was giving him were awesome. I heard a gasp and what sounded like a kiss, looking around his hips to see Georgia, tentatively licking her brother’s cock head, then taking it in her mouth as she looked at me. Letting it pop out, she let me w switch places with her so I could try. As I. Your toned abs are visible between my legs. I see a devilish sparkle in your eyes as you stare at me. Laughing I explain, “I’ve had this planned for years. For years and years, since I was a teenager. All I need from you is two million dollars and we can begin construction.” You try to buck your hips to get me off of you as you shout, “No way baby! You ain’t getting that from me.” “Come on. Please?” I beg with a puppy dog look on my face as I spread your hands farther apart drawing my face.