In the middle of all this I explained that I was headed to the store for meat and beer for the afternoon cookout and asked if Audra could think of any...hing else that we needed. She shook her head no and said we still had a lot left over from last weekend's dinner party. As I moved out of the kitchen from the door I could hear the gossip begin again. I smiled to myself thinking that this gathering was going to be more to my liking.I was still smiling about what was being said in the kitchen as I. Picking up the other shoe Kathy repeated the process and asked the lady, "How do they feel?" They feel pretty good, and please call me Carolyn," answered the older woman. "Well, Carolyn, try walking in them to get a better feel," said Kathy. Carolyn stood up and walked back and forth on the carpet in front of the chairs and Kathy couldn't help but notice that for a woman of at least fifty, this woman had a very nice figure. After several moments Carolyn sat back down, but this time her skirt. ’ There’s that wicked smile again and he kisses me hard on the mouth before moving to hover over me before I can take a hold of his cock and pull it into me. His moans become more animalistic when he’s deep inside me. As he traces every curve and crevice of my body as delicately as I trace the details of his tattoos, he moves at a steady rhythm that I know he’s trying to hold back. At first, I think he’s trying to savour the moment, but when I feel his hand at my throat I know he’s just trying. After I dried off, I applied generous globs of the ?Hot and Spicy? cream Master had ordered for my asshole and cunt. I was on fire with desire and I really didn’t need any extra stimulation. Nothing was going to hold me back. But, my conscience told me that if I didn’t get under control, I would pay the price of my disobedience with pain. That thought only made me more determined to plow ahead.Master always wants me to pay him daily morning homage and perhaps my overloaded brain thought that if.