When I was younger I remember reading history and not quite getting what was so bad about being a slave. Not having slaves, mind, but being one didnt ...eem like it was too terrible. I realized as I got older that it was more complicated than just serving someone else, and the public part of me felt guilty about this, while the private part of me still got warm and excited by the idea of having no control over my own life anymore. So I guess it shouldnt come as a surprise how quickly I was roped. I ran my tongue up her crack to her assholeand cleaned her inside and out, savoring every drop while Shermankept fingering her pussy. ?Lick it off his fingers,? said Mistress. Sherman stuckhis fingers in my mouth and I licked the pussy juice off them, sucking eachfinger. ?Do you suck cock that good?? he asked me. ?He does, Sherman?,replied Mistress ?but he isn?t going to get that opportunity this morning,remember you just need to feed him?. Kathy pulled Sherman?scock out through his shorts;. She'd been repressing for so long that it was almost euphoric to just let herself go. The kiss, as brief as it was, had been heavenly. She collapsed back into the recliner behind her as her knees gave out at the thought of what going even further would feel like. “Lily… what… why…” Harry floundered, completely confused. He took a step forward and knelt in front of her so he was at eye level. “I… I love you.” She confessed. She quickly continued as she realized what she said wasn't making her. “Or my tongue in it,” I reminded her.“Or your penis in my mouth,” she added. “The thing is, we knew the basics. Fay and I have to discover everything. We want to. But when it comes down to actually putting my face between her legs and licking ... Pen, what if I’m disgusted by it? What if she thinks I smell bad? What if we just can’t do it? We’ll never survive!” Tears started leaking out of Annette’s eyes and I pulled her to me. Technically, we were out of the school building and nearly to her.