My memory replaying what I'd watched in the studio I was left with shaking legs when an almighty orgasm tore me into pieces.After recovering and then ...rying myself off I dressed in a wrap over black dress then saw to my hair and make up. When I went back down to the studio in my high heels butter wouldn't have melted in my mouth. I cursed myself silently for not having left the cameras recording, Sissy was slumped over Missy's back, her clittie still embedded deep in her sisters bumpuss. Still,. . We are totally alone. We open a bottle of wine and sit there sipping away in front of a roaring fire. As we feel the wines’ effects, we get a little closer. I take you in my arms and look deep into your eyes and kiss you gently on the mouth. You look at me with those big round eyes and kiss me back, a little harder. Our tongues begin to mingle and I can taste the wine in your mouth. You let me know that you want me….need me. I begin to explore your body with my hands….as. I can tell she is close to cumming and with more enthusiasm eat her.Mistress Deana screamed, "Oh fuck that feels do dam good! Oh-my-god, hey wait a minute! I want you to shove your hand deep into my hot pussy! Oooh fist me!" I stop sucking her clit. Then lube my right hand with her cunt juices. I reach over with my left hand, rub her clit, and at the same time slide my fist into her hole. I move my hand in and out in fucking motion and soon her hips matches my rhythm. Soon I watch my fingers. At last, she settled on the image of a twenty-something redheadwith her hands on her hips. Her bare breasts hung large and luscious atthe center of the image, and the caption doled out a trite storyline ofher body possessed by a strange man. Olivia barely registered the text,and wordlessly gazed with hunger at the young woman as she fingeredherself with expert precision.As climax neared, she found her breath coming in short gasps, and plungedher finger into her pussy with desperate hunger. She.