"Hey Doug is she putting you off your game, maybe we can win some moneyback," someone quips."Na.......I could be fucking a nun and still beat you guys..." laughsMaster Douglas.I slowly start to swallow his cock allowing it to slide easily down mythroat and soon my nose is nestling in his pubes. I breath in the headyaroma like an addict sniffing his favourite drug. Which in effect is whatwas happening. I was addicted to humiliation and degredation. I slowlyslide his cock from my throat and when. Not enough to leave a mark, but enough to clarify my intentions toward you. As I release your throat, I lean across to the other side and begin anew. Moving to your cheeks, I kiss across your face, all while rubbing your upper thighs with my hands. With each movement of my hands, your legs spread ever so perceptually. As I prolong my efforts on your face, neck and shoulders, my hands continue to caress your toned legs. The minutes pass, my kisses travel down your neck and over your collar. One of the things we enjoy as a family is Geocaching. One night while searching the internet for caches in our area, I came across Geosexing site. Curiously got the better of me and I opened the website. After reading the ‘home’ page, I felt my pussy tingle and moisten. I quickly shut it down the web page, concerned my husband would catch me. Several days later, when I was home alone, I returned to the Geosexing web site, and checked out the forum section, personal ads, and several member. I remember the day quite clearly. She came in that day with her pink hair spiked up and those same geometric earrings she wore the first time I had seen her. She was wearing head to toe green and it made me think of a nature spirit, the way her tiny body floated around the room and her musical little laugh echoed around in my head long after the sound had dissipated from the room. At first she sat quietly while I added the finishing touches. She knew that I was almost done and there was.