He soon tried to grab her head and fuck her mouth, but she was having none of that. It had been too long. She wasn't letting anyone rush her.His moans...turned into whimpers and his legs started to shake. He begged her to get him off. But Paula just pushed him down to the floor and knelt next to him, using everything she'd learned to keep him on the edge.Finally the scent of his passion got to her -- that, and the ache in her jaw. She fucked him with the tight ring of her lips while jacking him. Winters... an obvious flaw in theoriginal design of the collar. Bottom line, it can'tdeactivate once it's been activated, therefore once aslave, always a slave... and I believe these peoplespecifically capitalized on this flaw"."How can you be sure that these feelings they surfacearen't artificial?" Not possible. Trust me, they have learned to surface agirl's deepest feelings and when they do, the collar isactivated"."Then isn't it already too late?" Not really... Right now if we were to get. I move a little closer. Looking up, I capture her round midriff and full breasts. She circles her nipples with her fingers.I hear the car door open. It's her husband, I recognize him from the bar. He's smiling, thankfully.I move closer still. I can smell her now. Hot, musky, fresh like an apple mingled with the smell of salt water. She pulls her lips apart. Her middle finger circles the tight flesh around her clitoris. I zoom in on the shiny, engorged mound, now proud beneath her hood. "Taste,". "And are you taking a risk? Or am I?" she asked.With her fingers in my mouth, I couldn't answer, my eyes widened questioning, then she shoved me hard. Falling back and being caught by the couch she answered aloud, "I guess I am!" Lying there cradled by the couches softness I wasn't too sure how I was all of a sudden in this position but my surprise kept me weighted to the spot.Pushing her fingers back in my mouth when she approached, I worked my tongue around them and I felt her other hand.