She gently leans and kisses me so softly I can barely feel it, flicking her tongue as she pulls back up. “Ahn” I moan. I squeeze my eyes shut.“S...ill don't want me to do it?” She whispers. I whimper. I hear her giggle, and then she licks slowly but deeply up and down my slip. Oh god oh god oh god, it feels so good. Then she pushes her tongue down swiftly and hard, hitting me directly on my clit, flicking it back and forth.“Ahhhh! Oh fuck, oh god!” I moan and cry, bucking my hips onto her ever. I start to rub my cock up and down her body from her tits and mouth to where my wives head stopped me from going any lower, after about 5 or 6 full length rubs my wife lifts her head and runs her tongue over my balls and ass. Every time on the back stroke, my wife would lick at the base of my balls and ass crack. slowly rubbing my cock on this foxy babes body, my wife sucking cunt and licking my taint was porn movie worthy to be sure. Claire is sucking on my tongue possessed with her new found. Not now ... perhaps later."Discussion continued for awhile longer, and then Margo borrowed Madame Cornelius' makeshift gavel and banged it on the table a few times."There was one other issue I wanted to discuss before we closed for the evening," she said, "and that's the health of some of our fellow fetishists." She looked at Dommi. "I know you've been paying for clinic visits and such for a lot of kids who aren't even working for you, they're just subs or pets looking for a home, and as some. I say ‘withdrawal’, but that’s only half the story because the bastard Luther was still making video feeds available and letting me know they were there. But talking it through with Veronica, I knew I had to wean myself off this dangerous and destructive sexual narcotic.Sure, in the last few months Jill and I were together the pain-pleasure balance had flipped. But like all addicts, now that we were apart, the longer I went without a fix, the harder it was to resist Luther’s offers. To resist.