No, I’m determined. Enough with the politeness. I give him another flick of my tongue. “Tell me what you want, Mark.”There’s a pause. Then it ...omes. “I want you to suck my cock, kinky lady.”I give a little giggle. That’s better. I lash out with my tongue. “Yes, Mark. I’m a very kinky lady. I’m your kinky cocksucker.” I’m still a little embarrassed, but the more I say it, the more my shame evaporates.“Please,” Mark breathes. “Please suck my cock.”He’s being polite again. “Of course I will, Mark.. "Not me." What do you mean it wasn't you? Who did it if... " Melissa stopped short as the light bulb over her head came on and she saw the smirk on her daughter's face. Her shoulder slumped."You didn't." He likes it." What kind of relationship is this? He's your cleaning woman, now? Is he your slave?" Melissa could see the light shine in her daughter's eyes."Hmmmm... slave? I never really..." Don't!" she cut her daughter off as she hung up the towel."Maybe he could call me Mistress Amy. What do. She thought about the punishment that would ensue if Doris found out she had been cheating on her with Alice and Gerald, and a sudden fear struck her. She knew then, that she could not do that. The only way she could continue her relationship with Alice and Gerald was if Doris allowed her – no, if Doris encouraged her. No, that wasn’t strictly true, either. Doris didn’t have to APPROVE, exactly, but it would never do to have Doris disapprove. The more she thought about it, the more decided she. Whisper in my ear? That shouldn't be too tough; well, I guess it depends on what he whispers, she thought mischievously.She opened the book to a random page and started reading aloud:"In th'olde days of the King Arthur, Of which that Britons speaken greet honor, All was this land fulfilled of, uh, fayery. The elf-queen, with her jolly compainie, Daunced full oft in many a green...um, mede."Her pronunciation was way off. As she continued Mike leaned close, causing her heart to race, and.