I put my face in between her boobs and kissing all over her neck.I moved towards her navel and started kissing all over it. My hands pulled her shorts...down and I could see that clean shaven pussy which I stalked months ago. It was mine. I started kissing all over it and started getting my tongue in there. I started to lick the wet pussy dry but she was enjoying the moment. We turned the shower down dried ourselves and she led me to her bedroom. I started licking her clit again and working my. “But thanks.”Daorba’s face drew serious, his smile slowly fading. “What’s wrong?”“You know what’s wrong!” she cried. Her arms waved up and down her torso. “This! This is what’s wrong.”“Your dress?” he asked in confusion. “It’s very pretty.”“Yes, it’s pretty,” she growled sarcastically. “It’s also binding and hot!”“A necessary evil,” he responded gently. “You must hide your flesh so you don’t incite men’s lusts. To do otherwise would make you nothing more than a harlot. It would leave you. The collagen lips made her dream of her sweet Master's cock every moment she licked them.She smiled and stretched the fat pink wonders over her white teeth. "Master," she moaned. An adorable giggle welled up from the depth of her creamy throat.Just uttering the word made a little squirt of moisture seep into her tiny pink panties. They were the only piece of fabric she wore. The thong was wet. Her permanently swollen cuntlips made it stretch with a telltale camel-toe impression. Her small white. There was an uncomfortable silence before Iris Carlton-Hawes answered with a freshly spun story; since she had never been married.“Ronald was lost in an expedition over six months ago Margot.” She replied evenly.“I’m so sorry.” I mumbled awkwardly, my blunder causing me to blush.Iris slid her hand through my arm. It’s OK Margot ... really, she said simply, “Come on! Lets show you the kitchen garden.”Later, in the cool of the library we relaxed into deep cushioned armchairs and with each of us.