.. I went to back to akneeling position reflexively, and continued to touch my clit as I wasn'treally given permission to stop. After the embrace, Mis...ress said to me,"My little sex toy, this is a good friend of mine, you will address her asGoddess."That worked for me! She really was, too, as I could tell looking up at Her.A Goddess, I mean. Mistress spoke, "Since we met, you have been my toy,your mouth and fingers mine to use. Your skin mine to touch, to spank...but all this time, you have. She smelled of fresh soap and fresher feminine sweat. I wrapped my arms around her as our mouths reconnected, frantically entwining tongues. Clearly, French kissing had long been assimilated along with the language among these people.I caressed Safiya's magnificent breasts. They were full and heavy and when I enclosed her large stiff nipple in my mouth she writhed, moaned and pressed my head into her chest. Then she reached down and felt my stiff cock, through the light linen material of my. Silky: i felt like i was being controlledSilky: like i was doing your willFreezeGuy_sub: What kind offloor do you have in your room?Silky: like i had no willSilky: woodenFreezeGuy_sub: Is it slick?Silky: yesFreezeGuy_sub: Do you have thick socks?FreezeGuy_sub: Or nylon socks?Silky: noSilky: bare feetFreezeGuy_sub: I mean: do you have the in thehouse?Silky: yesFreezeGuy_sub: Which onedo you think can slide betterin thisfloor?Silky: white cotton socksFreezeGuy_sub: Go put them on. Tell me when. Just keep an eye out.”“Yes, Momma.”Gee heard the exchange but was still reading the board. Birdie Lanahan stepped around the counter with two cups in her hands and motioned Gee to a comfy chair with a small table next to it. He sat on the left and she set the cups down before sitting opposite him.“Now tell Birdie your troubles, Mr. Gee,” she said.“It’s nothing, Miss Birdie,” Gee said, finally grounding himself in the warm steeping tea before him. “I wonder sometimes if I had friends ... you.