Our lips are locked like a chastity belt and our tongues are engaged in a wrestling match that would put a prison riot to shame. Our bodies are inter...aced to the point where I don't know where mine ends and your begins. The intense passion that has just been ignited within both of us rivals anything we've experienced before this point. We're both locked into a rhythm. It's like part of a symphony. We're playing our own parts, but they're both locked in and synthesized to the point that. ???Yes ma'am.... You are Lady Monica.Lady Monica....??? I thought. I like that.Goddess was beaming. She was looking at me like a mother on her daughter's graduation day. Yes Allison. I am Lady Monica. Otherwise you will call me Ma'am or.... Mistress under appropriate circumstances. Understand Pet....????Realizing that I called Allison "Pet" sent a power surging through my body directly to my pussy.Yes Ma'am. Allison responded.Have any of your duties been explained to you...??? I didn't know. “Fucking wet as hell what a cunt you are.” He laughed as he squeezed her pussy hard.Jessica felt shame as he touched her. Though it was rough treatment she was enjoying through the fear. A black man had never touched her before, not ever her heart raced with excitement, fear and apprehension. He stopped fondling her tits his hand dropped down. She heard his zipper. He fumbled around for a few seconds.“Reach down and touch it bitch. Go on reach down there and stroke it for me,” he told her.. As he said, ‘Come up here baby and give me a good morning kiss.’ I slid up his body letting my nipples rub against his skin. Philly moaned as my soft full breasts slid along his chest. Our mouths met and he kissed me deeply, his tongue searching for mine. He licked at my face tasting his own juice as he said, ‘Hmmmmm. It tastes so good on your lips baby.’ Unlike most other men I’d given my throat to, Philly amazed me by tasting his own cum from my lips and face. I kissed his lips, my tongue.