. on hands and knees Ilean in to kiss her boots, then swallow awkwardly. "Oh.. I.. I'm such a l..lucky b.. bitch to be allowed to w.. worship you..," ... start to lick andkiss them, smelling at least some of Mistress Thorne on them, knowing she'slooking on in amusement.. I can feel my cock starting to stiffen."Keep going, my bitch... I want to hear you while I work," Mistress Thornesays, making me blush. "Or I'm going to have to do something to thatexposed ass..." Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I. She had a good sense of humor, and had gone out of her way to try to let what she thought was an illegal camper off the hook. She was a good person!She was also 5'6", blond hair, blue eyes and the cutest little up -turned nose I had seen in ages. Yes, I think I was smitten. I was also pissed that this had happened to her."Well, I am glad that it worked out in the end, ' I said to her."Yes, that was strange. I have no idea how or why he let me go. I had just gotten settled in for what I thought. As her orgasm subsided she leant over to passionately kiss alison, and as she did so she reached down between alisons legs and started rubbing her clit as my cock continued to penetrate deep into her pussy, after a few more minutes i was getting to the stage where i wanted to cum and could not hold it back and alisons own orgasm was building so as stacey laid back on the bed and began to satisfy herself i proceeded to fill alisons wet pussy with my hot cum, cumming deep inside of her her body. “My skin is sensitive.”“You’ll get used to it,” he said. I lay there and absorbed the soothing feel of his firm hands, the warm oil, the soft music playing. I stopped trembling. I was getting used to this, as he said. It was admittedly a little erotic and very pleasant. Then he asked me to turn over, onto my back.On one level I certainly knew this was coming. But on another level, I was shocked. The soft eroticism of a back rub was about to be ended. Rolling over onto my back would be.