Jill, who was so spent by her climax that she was lying there in a crumpled heap, breathing slowly, her facial cheeks flushed glowing cherry red, her ...outh arched perfectly, smiling the loveliest innocent smile, obviously very content, pulled me over to her to clean up the cum from her pussy, which tasted as a blend of different scents and tastes. After a few minutes, Jenny said, “I’ve got to pee something lousy!” Jill laughed, “Me too, my pussy feels like it is full of pee!”With this both. My toes curl as you smack my pinched nipples slightly. You attach the chain and then pull it up and taught before connecting it to the D-ring in your collar. I turn my face to your ear and groan as I pull and twist my tits. Your hands rubbing my taped stomach. “I want to hear you moan Renee,” you tease as you start to pluck the rope that splits me like a violin cord. I gasp, “Yessss. Yes sirrr.”You place your left hand on my stomach and guide me in rocking on the rope, slowly. Your right. Why did you refuse to serve us?"Amazingly its eyes filled with tears. "The Master's maid is so pretty, and the Master was getting all those lovely things for it. This one serves its Mistress with all its heart and she never buys it anything. This collarserve was ... was jealous. It is so sorry, Master, it is so ashamed."It now looked so forlorn, I almost wanted to hug it, or kiss it better. A different idea occurred to me. "You are forgiven. Anne, come and give our 'serve here a kiss good. After that, it just became my place, even once Mom recovered.” Mika smiled nervously and chuckled. “My only attempt proved a disaster. We ended up going to a Chinese restaurant that year.” “Do you have any plans for Thanksgiving?” Rachel asked. Mika shook her head. “Both of our families are out West, and they don’t celebrate Thanksgiving.” “It sounds like we can help each other out again, then. I’ll cook Thanksgiving dinner, and the two of you can help me eat it so that I’m not still having.