She finished cleaning her dishes and sprinted up the stairs, her obedient dog following suit. She ran into her room, closed the door behind her and fl...pped belly-up onto her bed. Her skirt flew up and exposed her little cunt, but she quickly covered before Rourke could get a lick in. After a few seconds Brianna managed to divert his attention to her neck and face. Rourke began enthusiastically licking her neck and face and Brianna shuddered at the feeling of that sandpapery tongue on. And through all these years of pride she felt more lonely. And horny. She couldn't satisfy the hunger, she always thought that dicks and dick carriers are mediocre creatures. That much is true, everybody knows.And one day she decided to do what no respectable woman should ever do. Beg for one of these dick carriers. Really beg. Him, his lovers, everybody who was willing to hear her. At least in her fantasy, because in reality she never said a word. And then she got that she is perverted.That. " Would you like to touch it?" "Yes master, I would like very much to touch your body. May I please?" I asked. My voice sounded strange to me, as though the words had come from somewhere and someone else. "Yes slave, you may touch my body but not my cock." Thank you master," I said as I reached out and touched his broad muscular chest. His skin was soft and hairless like a woman's but beneath the skin it was hard. The combination was incredible and my hands roamed over his body and toyed with. I could see and imagine her nice boobs being wet in the water. As I gazed at her body more and more, she started to notice me and gave me a weird smile.She asked me to join her in the waterfall. After some time, I asked if I could kiss her as I liked her body and wanted to take her taste. She said yes and there it all started. I kissed her softly on her neck and then kissed her cheeks. Donethat and then I was okay.She said, “Are you done?” I said yes. She said, “May I kiss you?” I said why not..