She saw a worried look on his face as he stared at her. He was looking at her legs, which were covered with the animal's blood. Maybe he thought it wa... from her. She checked to make sure the meat would stay on the spit, rotating it slightly, and ran down to the river, pulling off her garments. There was just the slightest hint of red in the leaves. She waded in to the water and began washing off the dirt and red stain.When she looked up, he was standing there watching her. And she finally. Mikey contemplated what to do. On the one hand, Jillian was quite attractive. She was 5 foot 4, a brunette (Mikey’s favorite), had a rocking body, an incredible ass and had about size C breasts from what Mikey could tell. On the other hand, Mikey had spoken maybe fifteen words to Jillian in his entire high school career.“Fuck it” Mikey said aloud.He slowly pulled his 6 ½ inch erection out of his pants and slowly inserted it into Jillian’s mouth. After it was inside about halfway down her. " Why do you suppose they have these fantasies?" Mistress Emily inquired."My theory is that they're fascinated by submission, and the Master canonly experience so much submission at second hand before he has toexperience it for himself. The more dominant he tries to act, the morehe's simply feeding his fascination. I could be wrong, but what otherexplanation could there be for dozens of former Masters wanting - begging- for this transformation. And that's not including the less sincere onesthat. I also know how you look at me. Am I wrong?”A voice from the door way spoke, “No honey, you’re not wrong. He’s wanted you for quite some time.” My wife had finished her shower and had heard most of the conversation. She was wrapped in just a towel.She slowly walked up to Alyson and began unbuttoning Alyson’s blouse. The towel had fallen away, exposing my wife’s full body. Alyson’s eyes were as wide as they could be and her mouth aghast. My wife pulled Alyson towards her and began to kiss her..