She stood up and walked awayI paid for the coffee and walked after her I could see her about 100 yards in front of me she opened the door and went ins...de I knocked on the door she let me in and we locked the doorI lent forward and kissed her for the first time I could feel how soft and warm her lips was, as I pushed my tongue between her lips I could taste the coffee we had just had my left hand went round the back of her head and pulled her hard into my face as my right hand can up to caress. Sure of her self she propped the bottom of her heel on Richards chair in between his legs and traced her finger down her own thigh. She lightly tapped the bulge of his crotch with the top of her foot as she pulled the bottom of her dress up just far enough to show Richard her sheer lace white panties. "It looks like you lost Richard." Julie smiled as she pulled her panties aside and started to rub her own clit. "And I'm dying to get that tongue of yours inside me." Richard stood, the erection. This girl was mature and the only thing I knew (besides wanting to fuck her brains out) was that she was devoted. Why is that a turn on? No idea. I went out drinking with a couple buddies one Sunday, which was a bad idea and we went to a bar I know is usually crawling with college kids. It was Sunday though- how crazy could it get? That's when I saw her. Her long blonde hair was gently curled instead of in a messy braid on her shoulder and she had on a tight black dress. She was hammered. Not. I lay prostrate ather feet. A high heeled pump lowered itself to my mouth and my tongue atonce leapt to embrace the dangerous heel. I kissed and licked eachoffered heel and when the sole was turned up to my eager tongue, I lickedthe soles of each foot. A pump clad foot came to my mouth and pressed onmy lips, I had to open my mouth. And the devilish shoe slid inside mymouth. The tip on the pointed pump played with my tonsils."I am your Mistress, Sissy! You may call me only "Mistress".