You are mine forever more.Your loving MistressSamantha had another orgasm as she reread that letter. She treasured it and kept it with her always. "Un...il we meet again my Mistress" she thought as she reluctantly got out of bed to shower. She wore a turtleneck to work. For the first time it wasn't because she was cold but to hide evidence of the night's passion, the twin marks on her neck. Nothing could hide her glow, however, and her coworkers commented on it; they all assumed she had found a. In the process of talking before our meal, we joke about “picking a girl to take home” and both look around trying to figure out which girl would be the best to take home. I notice one girl with really hot tits, and we both giggle a little at my choice. We flirt and touch each other under the table all night and finally screw up the courage to do something we have always wanted to do: Fuck in the bathroom. I go first and check out the ladies room to make sure its empty while you wait in the. I was beginning to want to come but at the same time didn't want it to end. Aunt Margie had beautiful tits. The area around her nipples was only a little darker than the rest of her tit and her nipples were about 3/4of an inch long.. They were about the size of g****fruits only not exactly round. Aunt Margie was about 35 years old and my mom was probably 40 at the time. When I began sucking on one she leaned back against the couch and closed her eyes and started to moan. She also stopped. Tegan let out a gentle sigh as Candy experimentally started to lick her tired pussy. Her soft tongue was very soothing as it lazily explored her folds, like a relaxing spa for her cunt.After a few minutes a voice near the door cracked the air unexpectedly, making Tegan jolt out of the daze she had fallen into from Candy’s soothing oral attention.“Is she ready?” Jackson asked.“As she’ll ever be.” Candy answered.“Wha-?” Tegan interjected half dreamily, but she was cut off as Jackson sat down on.