At least two hours had gone by, Alan felt like a young man again when he realized that fact. “Shit! It's late! We'd better get you home. I’ll ...alk you.” They walked slowly, both of them in a haze of confusion and relief mixed with guilt. They wanted to hold hands and could tell the other was thinking the same with some quick smirky glances.“Alan, I need to tell you something, and I don’t want you to over-react or go nuts or anything,” She said as they approached her front door. She. " Are things still going well with Kayla? Oh, I know she's practically your shadow? I've asked before, but..." She insists on training with my team, as I'm sure you're aware. Some days, she's so exhausted she looks like she wants to die. She has had a collection of scrapes and bruises, but hasn't once complained. I have had Little One heal her a couple of times when I knew her bruises were too severe for her to continue the next day. She's trying to train and protect me, too. Before she goes to. " Yes," replies a scared Jane."Yes what," bellows Miss Thompson."Yes, mistress," replies Jane."Better slut," says Miss Thompson. Now crawl on your knees to my feet and lick my boot clean. Jane obeys and slowly crawls over to her mistress. Soon Jane is licking Miss Thompson's boots. "Slave Angela. Get under slave Jane and get were pussy ready." Yes mistress," replies Miss Collins as she slides her head between Jane's legs and slowly starts licking Jane's clit.Jane switches boots and continues to. The fact this is going on in my mind makes me nearly explode. She then opens up her lips and slowly takes my tip in her mouth. It feels amazing as she swirls her tongue over my head. She starts stroking my shaft as she swirls her tongue. It all feels so warm and wet. I have a hard time keeping from touching her and wanting to touch all her body. She stares up at me, almost to asks "do you like it". She then looks up at me. Uses her hands and pushes my legs apart. She takes more and more of me.