Closing her eyes and moaning softly, she flicks the tip of her tongue across the tip of the master’s member. She whimpers and her master’s member ...hrobs against her lips when she presses them against the tip.Kamari runs the flat of her tongue across the soft top, Back and forth she runs it lightly. Breathing heavily across it each time, she exhales. She watches her master’s back arch, the movement pushing her hips forward. The head of her erection probes at Kamari’s lips, silently demanding she. “Tricia told me about it a few days after you delivered the painting and sketches,” he said. “I’m convinced that you’ll do right by her now. Add one more, add four more, it’s all the same. You seem to manage it. I still don’t know how, but you manage to make those girls feel special.”I nodded. “Maybe you should see my room. It might help explain.”“That sounds ominous,” he admitted, but followed me down past the rec room where Dawn was gnawing on one of the new dog toys she’d gotten for. She was back the next day. "Rich, you're kind of smashed up, but there is nothing life threatening. You will be in the hospital for a little while. Not long we hope, only a few days. You hit your head pretty hard and have a concussion. You have three broken ribs and another couple ribs are lacerated."The worst damage is to your thigh. It is terribly bruised and the muscles are damaged. It is going to take a lot of therapy to get you back to where you should be. It was lucky you were standing so. After finishing my cigarette I slowly moved my thumb finger towards her ass crack. She moved away from me saying, “Don’t you dare to touch there,” with an angry tone and look.That literally scared me. I got up from the commode and said you are free. She got her smile back and said thank you kutta and she gave me a smooch on my lips. When she was about to sit on the commode, I said, “Mom you’re not allowed to sit on the commode and piss!”Judy: (she had a shocking look on her face) Kutta please.