Pushing my tongue between her swollen lips, she reached down and grabbed a handful of hair. My tongue slid up, then down, over and over until her puss... released the sweetness from within. She begged me to suck her clitoris, instead, I pushed my tongue deep into her pussy eliciting a loud ”GAAWWDD!”My fingers rubbed her clitoris as my tongue swirled in search of the magical “g-spot.””Yes Grant, more, make me come!” Mac screamed out.My fingers and tongue quickened and just when she was about to. At the same time the girl screamedand started talking fast in a very young voice, "please don't, please. Whyare you doing this? Please, I just want my mommy, what are you doing? Do Iknow you?" I grabbed her throat and squeezed. She instantly shut up. I beganto talk slowly, thinking maybe the little cunt was too dumb to know how toanswer questions. I asked your name. You don't want me angry do you? I releasedand she started to choke in air. She looked at me for the first time, rightinto my soul. She was the picture perfect copy of Marg’s which I thought could never be beaten except she had only a little hair and it was blond. Where Marg’s lips were covered and only came out when she was sexually stimulated Lyn’s were just visible. I couldn’t understand how a woman who had produced a child could look so snug and tidy but then I had wondered the same when I had first set eyes on Marg’s picture perfect pussy.I was to find out later that Lyn had a scar where they had operated when her baby. Not upset at first, the Mistress went over to them and found out the slave had decided on his own to invite this second Mistress into his life for the sexual strap on experience and he would keep his original Mistress for the degration and humiliation. As she turned to scold him though, she noticed that every single Mistress had entered the room trying to figure out what was happening. The Mistress that owned the disobedient slave was so humiliated that her most loyal slave would do this that.