I melted, enjoying Betty's delicious flavors as I kissed my Mistress. When she broke the kiss, I was breathless, my heart pounding in my chest. My Bla...k Mistress's flavor lingered on my lips; my tongue kept darting out to savor her taste."Let's make Sandy howl," Betty grinned. "I'll take her pussy, and you attack her breasts." Yes, Mistress," I grinned back.Betty flipped Sandy on her back, kissing her passionately, then deftly slipped down her body, spreading her legs. A thick, brown bush. He was older by years than any other man she’d spent time with. That had attracted her too. She’d felt more grown up, in the arms of an older man. Then she’d ruined it by getting drunk. She wondered if he would have made a move on her if she hadn’t gotten wasted.“Are you attracted to me?” she asked suddenly.“I’d have to say yes,” he answered. “When you’re not drunk,” he added.“If I hadn’t gotten drunk that night ... would you have tried something with me?”“Hard to say,” he mused. “You got me. "That dress is about a size ten," she told him. I willalter it a bit, taking in the waist, letting out the hips andbust a bit and shortening the hem. When I'm finished it will bea modified size eight." This did not seem right to him. He thought the dress wouldneed to be altered just the opposite to what she described. Hetried to tell her than, but she did not seem to be listening.She just pointed to some sort of a glass case across the room.He was instructed to go and stand in the cabinet,. I sat down on one of the change benches onto what looked like water, but turned out to be some soap or disinfectant; the next thing I knew I was getting a burning feeling in my crotch area. I went to the coach and asked him for help; he rushed me into his office and told me to pull off my bathing suit, which I did. He took a wash cloth and warm water and rinsed my groin area off. He told me to get up on his first aid bunk because he had some lotion that would soothe the burning. As he rubbed.