George gave an embarrassed cough. "I had a note," he said, "from Erica. Sorry, from Mistress Erica. Saying I should be here." Who's a good boy then?" ...he sneered. "Go on. Go through there."George went off in the direction indicated by her disdainful finger. Rather than one of the playrooms used for their domination business, it was obviously Deanna's own room. Clothes were strewn everywhere, copies of magazines lay open on the floor, a half eaten bowl of cornflakes was balanced on the arm of a. “Do it again, sir, please”. “Do what again?” you say. “Please lick me again”. “Where do you want me to lick, my baby. Tell me exactly”. I turn my head to look at you over my ass, “Please, lick my pussy and my asshole. I love it when you make me cum from eating my pussy”. “Ah good girl. But I’m not going to let you cum. I’m going to get you wet and quivering and then I am going to stick my cock deep inside that pussy and that ass of yours”. You lick all around my pussy and asshole. I find myself. ”We chuckled and she gripped down on me as she moved a little more quickly. I asked, “And how many times have you been taken publicly?”She gave a look of shock and said, “Oh, dear sir, I have never! Never ever! I’m a good girl! We don’t do that where I come from! What sort of woman do you take me for?”We laughed, the tremors delicious in her belly as she ground down more strongly, and she said, “Just this time so far. It was better than I’d hoped.”I had lifted her skirt enough to slide my hand. In fact I came so hard I ripped a nearby bush I was hanging on to out by the root. There we were panting. Him squirting all over my cock. Me coating the inside of his pussy again. Then I felt the major gush that would change everything. I couldn’t describe it other than when you first step into the shower and feel it on your crotch. “Oh my god!” He began. “That’s not pussy juice that just coated you.” I looked down at my new kicks he was right…it wasn’t. It kinda had a salty blood smell. I.