The first one is quite simple. Hand me your leash.? ?Yes, Master.? I responded as I stayed bent over, reaching out my leash to Her. She took it and qu...ckly led me to Her king-sized bed. ?Spread out, face down? She commanded. ?Yes, Master.? She sat in front of me and gently removed Her pants and underwear (boxers, I noticed). ?Come here are lick me until I come in your pretty little face, bitch.? ?Yes, Master? I responded, and crawled forward. Once I stuck my tongue into Her, I heard the leash. He wiggled his way to be underneath her, her legs either side of his head. She took his cock in her hand and licked the precum off the tip of his cock, just as she was about to take him in she moaned loudly, he’d pulled her hips down and his tongue rammed into her pussy. She managed to get his cock in her mouth, her tongue going up and down his hard shaft, pausing each time he hit her sweet spots. She couldn’t take it anymore and lifted herself up. She wanted his cock in her pussy, she. And then came a moment when Sarda sensed his ensuing seminal outburst . . . and then, in no time, with a groan, Kishku flooded out into her sucking mouth in a jet. Sarda saw stars by the impact of his onrush, and patiently she gathered up his initial globs of sperms in her mouth, and then pulled him out of her mouth to receive his residual squirts over her elated breasts. Kishku’s remaining lava showered on her breasts and coated or covered up her entire breasts with a thin milky layer of his. "All the surgery I have ever practiced has been with the clear consent of the patient and to help them with their problems, even if it has been a little unusual. Some of the stuff you've done at Miss Lanes has been downright perverse and little short of cruel. Ask poor Jenny here."Margaret looked questioningly at Jenny who gave an uncertain nod of her head. She then turned to me again defensively."I did what I thought was best for Jenny at the time. She was destined for a life of crime and.