Before I could protest, she slid her hand over my damp panties, up and down repeatedly."Your panties are wetter in this area," she whispered in my ear...as she poked my clit through my panties. She licked and nibbled on my ear then traveled to my neck. "Want me to stop?" she asked.I titled my head so she could get better access to my neck."That sure answers my question," she giggled then proceeded to sink her teeth in my neck.My body started to twitch as my nerves were going haywire. It. The mistress told me she hated it. She walked out. That's fine. It wasn't for everyone or for a lot of people. But she was honest. Be honest. And maybe it's my last great moment. I lost inspiration and got lost and turned to junk and maybe if I go away for awhile I can find my muse again. Let me go, Mother. Be happy that I'm trying to get straight and have something important I want to do, even if it is farming." Farming," she mumbled shaking her head. "We should get back. We'll talk."While. ‘I do believe the little slut has just cum,’ said Maria, and walked away, leaving her slave suspended there, ‘come on, sister, you told me you were feeling horny!’ Mistress Rosa responded by sitting in one of the big armchairs, and throwing her legs over the arms, so that her pleated skirt rode up her thighs, revealing her naked pussy. As she parted her labia with the fingers of both hands to open her glistening pink cunt, I knew my place, and instantly dropped to my knees in front of her. I don’t want that to happen.”“I’m sure some people will change how they act around you, Becky,” I answered, “but the people who truly know you and love you won’t change. Are you going to let it change you?”“I’ll try not to,” she said. “I’ll have to count on those that truly love me to keep me straight.”“I’m in.”“Thanks, John,” she smiled. “I appreciate that.”After a few more quiet moments, Becky reached down and took my cock in her hand. I had been mostly hard since we lay down, simply because.