"Cherish this moment!" Lady juice came flying out of her slit with my tongue still locked in there. It all hit my entire face and shoulders, but my ey...lids prevented it from getting into my eyes. A lot of it went down onto my chest and dripped off my tits. "Oh, fuck!" she screamed, letting go of me and falling back onto the couch. We both stayed silent for a few minutes as the moment was enjoyed. "That was amazing, Michelle. You are some kind of woman." The cum dried on my face and then I. I needed to tell her I wasn't interestedher. "So I'll just call her." I started to rise."What? No Sara. You need to be with her. It's possibly more importantthan sleeping with George."I sat back down. "Do I really have too?" She wasn't crying now. Shesqueezed my hand tightly."She may be exactly what you need Sara. The last time you saw her therewas more than just desire working. I'd also suggest that I won't besleeping with you unless you see her, and maybe even the maid. What washer name?". Tommy’s most redeeming quality was his looks. Blonde hair, blue eyes, great smile, and a crafty tongue that could convince the most reluctant to drop her panties.It was in our sixth week when he dropped the cake. Now some people would say I was picking up his crumbs, but this night it was the whole cake with two great big cherries on top. Ginger was the head cheerleader and literally the hottest girl on campus. She had red hair with emerald green eyes, she was tall at 5’8”, had C or D size. Blown by a powerful hurricane. Nothing, no one mattered, as she focusedher entire self, her entire life, on being ready for the next word, andresponding."Obey!" I must obey Dominica!" Daniella was too deeply tranced, too mindless,to have shouted it. But if she could have, the sound would have beendeafening. Every tiny piece of her mind and body rushed into vocalizingthat response.Daniella felt her Mistress trail a fingernail from the belly of herminiskirt, upward over her tummy and chest, up.