No one else would even consider saying that." She looked hard at Jason. "God, Jason, I've missed your tongue. I must be out of my mind! Would you show...these amateurs how to lick my pussy?"Without waiting for an answer, Michelle stood, reached under her skirt, and wiggled out of her panties. She tossed them to Pete. Holding the front of her skirt down, she sat and spread her legs over the arms of the chair."All of these memories are turning me on. What the hell, you've all already seen it.". I nodded. "It's time."We walked over to the tree by the computer.Our Christmas tree was an realistic-looking artificial one (I saw no reason to kill a tree for just a few weeks use). It was simply decorated, with white lights, red glass balls, and candy canes. We didn't finish decorating it until after the Christmas party.My slaves gave me a cologne gift set, with shampoo, conditioner, deodorant, and cologne, in a fragrance they both liked. After I smelled, I liked it as well.I gave both of my. If it gets too intense or uncomfortable you can use your safeword," I said."Yes Master," pet said, smiling "Thank you for your concern."With that, I leaned over to kiss her. I reached between her splayed legs and fingered her sopping pussy. She trembled at my touch... apparently, her little egg had really got her heated up! She moaned as I toyed with her pussy and I heard the leather straps creak as she moved around, enjoying the feelings of suspension. The blindfold served to enhance every. Fighting to stay alert, he took the lasttepid swigs of a stale Red Bull and began scanning radio stations for anupbeat song that he could blare.Yeah, it'd been one hell of a long day for Andre (Dre) Barker... ahandsome and rugged Ex-Pro Football Player turned Corporate Executivewho not only looked like he'd stepped from the pages of a GQ magazine,but had the bank account to back up his image and self-indulgentlifestyle. Still wearing his Armani suit (albeit looking a bit ruffledat this hour),.