She strode up to the microphone, took it in one hand, but didn’t lift it off the stand, pushed her hair off her face and for a moment looked quite b...wildered. Only the applause and cheers from the audience filled the space. And then she slurred into the microphone. “Hello, Fig and Fucking Firkin! We’re gonna fucking rock you!” And with that, Daffodil, Marsh Mallow and Krakatoa launched into ‘Hot Dyke Dreaming’, always a good starter, with its swirling Deep Purple organ chords, its Guns & Roses. Clenching around me more and more tightly, she started trembling and moaning erratically. I didn't let up... if she was cumming now, I was going to do my part to help!Shaking and lurching, Kathryn tensed and spasmed in obvious orgasmic pleasure. The sight and feeling of her climax pushed my excitement into the next gear, and I decided to go for it myself. I planted a foot on the floor, keeping the other leg on the couch on the other side of her, and scooted up a bit so that she was almost. ”I didn’t resist as he picked me up and laid me across the bed, my legs bent over the edge. I wanted to scream at him to hurry up as he slowly pulled my panties down. I could smell my arousal, so I’m sure that he did.After my panties were gone, he spread my legs and kissed the inside of my thighs from the knees towards my center. My pussy was dripping, I could swear that I heard it screaming for his attention, and when his tongue made its first journey up my lips to tease my clit I saw stars as. She giggles and says it works perfectly. Master I never come down from my high and I love it! Then she asks, Will there ever be anyone else besides you and me? I reply that depends. Depends on what? She asks. Depends on you. She gives me a puzzle look as I continue to explain. The relationship between a Master and his submissive fuck toy is very special and very deep as they have complete and total trust in each other. You will be my only fuck toy and I will be your only Master. What if I want.