Or both. Understood?”“Yes, Ma’am,” I said reflexively. Her tone was just like Jess’ ... Her eye brows raised, but she said nothing.She ran h...r finger tips down my chest, stopping at my waistline. Then her hand slid back up and underneath my shirt. Her soft touch raised goosebumps on their way up.Her fingers stopped at my nipples; her thumb and forefinger lightly tweaked them and I swallowed hard but didn’t move.One of her hands stroked along the left side of my torso while her other hand. But if I did that, Sarah would truly own me, and there would be no turning back. I had to maintain some of my dignity, but how? I finally built up the courage to try to speak."Sarah, I..." I began, hoping my voice sounded powerful and courageous."Excuse me?" Sarah interrupted. "I did not give you permission to speak, let alone use my name, slave."Before I could counter, Sarah turned around, and bent over slightly. She then grabbed my hair, and unceremoniously forced my head between her massive. The water was so crystalclear that I can still clearly visualize her all too womanly form as shemoved about in the water. I knew I was in trouble the second I felt... well, I felt what a manfeels when he sees a desirable and attractive young lady. Of course I'venever been in such a situation as a man before. What was expected of us;primal animalistic abandon? For a few seconds I couldn't really feelanything but my growing physical need. Then Danni swam up closer to theboat and threw onto the. I ran a finger lightly through her folds and sniffed. She had made much progress as all I smelled was girl. I took a dab of the Vaseline and rubbed it into folds, working gently to lubricate her passage. She wiggled as I stroked her opening, apparently enjoying the act. Soon I judged her ready and spreading a little more of the Vaseline on my shaft, slowly entered her. Her breath caught as I pressed myself deeper into her passage. When I was at full depth I held still for a moment as she.