She was ready with her next task. She wanted me to send a video of me masturbating and drinking my own cum. I was not expecting this kind of tasks at ...hat time. I was not sure I would be able to complete this task.But the thought of me doing it for my Mistress was over any other selfish thought. It made me record that video as well, with flashing colors. My Mistress Varshini Ma’am was more happy to see that video too. At this stage, I believe she was pretty impressed by my services to make her. I wasn’t going to pass up this chance now that Kimi wanted me. She sat as I knelt between her feet, sliding my hands up to her knees, prompting her legs further apart as I lowered myself to glide my lips across the skin of her legs. I slid one hand to her full bush, using the other to steady myself as I softly kissed her inner thighs. I would like to think it was the thought of fucking me that had her so wet, but she was so slick, she had to have come recently. I was glad that I didn’t need to. " Personal" wasn't very interesting: four passports (three expired), duplicate Social Security card, a copy of the marriage certificate, a copy of the divorce decree, a list (notarized) of personal effects of Susan Gillespie nee Mitchell removed from the house on 55th Street in San Diego, a birth certificate. I looked in "House" next. All it contained was a deed, a certified title search, an insect inspection report ten years old, and a cancelled mortgage note. (So he had owned it outright! In. ” I stood up, leaned against the desk, and drank some of my shake. “This is delicious; thanks for making it for me.” She took a step towards me. “You’re welcome.” I took her hand and pulled her closer, into my arms. As she drew near me, I lightly kissed the corner of her mouth, anxious to see her response. A slight gasp was followed by her exhaled breath as she melted against me. Krista turned her mouth to meet mine, and we kissed hard. A pressure built in the air; a tension so palpable you.