Sarah nestled between Ellen's legs. One hand slid under Ellen, caressing her firm bottom and cupping the cheeks. Sarah kissed up and down the smooth, ...irm inside of each thigh and then brought her tongue to Ellen's pussy. She began at the very bottom of Ellen's slit. Her tongue found the moisture already accumulating there and she gently sucked it into her mouth. Her hands spread Ellen’s lips opening up her pinkness. Sarah flattened her tongue, slipping it into Ellen’s open and drew it up in. She just liked her thighs open and her pussy exposed for her lover.It seemed that she always opened her legs so her man lover could see her cunt or if he wanted to play with it, she wanted that too. She never said no to B. Even when they weren’t touching if he just slid his hand down lovingly over her inner thigh K would open them for him to give him the room, he wanted to stroke her. She smiled thinking she was a cat and was being petted. She loved cats and B loved her little teen pussy.They. This will not happen again and to make you remember you will be caned. This will hurt but is to serve you a lesson. Make sure I will have to repeat it again. Slut5, you are to hit this dog every 10 seconds hard with the cane where you want until I return from the shower. Is that understood?” “Yes Mistress”, we both say. And with that said Marit leaves the room to take a shower. What a control she has over us. I remain completely silent and do not know if I should speak, but then I remember I am. “Want to see pictures of my kids.” She was appropriately impressed. She thought my son was the classic surfer-boy model. “I could get him into magazines tomorrow,” she said with believable earnestness. “Thank you, but I have a hard enough time trying to give him a ‘normal’ childhood out there in Sin City.” “I understand.” “Not that there is anything ‘abnormal’ about being a model,” I backpedaled. “No, it’s different.” “It’s hard, bringing up kids these days – Internet smut, global warming,.