”Then I went to the kitchen and said, “Slutty whore, I need you in here for clean-up. I am sure you can leave the food for a moment, can’t you?�...�She said, “Yes Mistress, I can stop for a moment. I just need to turn the stove off so nothing burns.”“Good whore,” I said, “Turn it off and get your skanky ass in the living room. Daddy and Ron are kind of dirty and they need your tongue and mouth.”I went back to the living room and the guys were right where I told them to stay. I liked giving orders,. He thought of Jen doing all those things, and the telltale bulge began to surge in his pants."Hi, Mark!"He looked down. It was Jen! He turned beet red, teeth actually chattering. She had caught him looking at porn! Surely she'll think I'm a pervert now.He gingerly started to put the phone away, but she was all smiles. "You don't have to put it away." I'm sorry...I...What?" I love those sites! In fact, can I tell you a secret?" Okay." Let me whisper it in your ear."He bent down and her lips. I memorized how it felt to touch her. There was enough lotion on my hands to apply a light coat on face. I grabbed the tip of her nose and tweaked it. She opened her eyes and smiled mischievously at me.I had been empowered but was not yet aware of it.I put more lotion on my hands and stroked her neck. She was ticklish and giggled. I rubbed the lotion into her shoulders and looked down at her face. Her eyes were closed, but her lips were slightly parted.I took the arm closest to me and put it on. She packed a picnic basket with a bottle of red wine, two types of cheese, crackers, fruit and a loaf of French bread. She put the basket and a blanket next to the front door and headed for the shower. Her tits were still sore from the abuse they had taken, however, as she began to put soap on them and lightly rub them, she closed her eyes and imagined her hands were Rob’s hands gently caressing her 38 D breasts. As she continued to rub them, the nipples became hard and she imagined what it.