I guide your hand to my pelvis and you move your hand downwards to rub my clit, the sheer fabric of my panties barring you full access. I moan as your...hand moves to the waistline. I aid you in relieving my body of this last piece of clothing. Your hand moves back to my pussy. You can feel my wetness as you tentatively place a finger inside. You pause before moving it gently in and out of my pussy. Soon, another finger follows. I moan as you gain confidence and begin to finger me harder. Your. “Yes, Mistress. Yellow and red.”They'd never needed them, but one couldn't be too careful.“And you flushed that slutty hole of yours clean before you came over, correct?”“Yes, Mistress Bethany.”“Good. Before we begin your first milking, you've earned some spankings” she announced as she picked up the wide leather paddle.“Mistress?”“Ten for calling me Miss Kitty instead of Mistress. Ten more for not answering the first time about Thursday night.”“Yes, Mistress...” Alex braced himself.Bethany. ” “Great! See you tomorrow.” Jane turned towards her home. She was ready to call Kamala and relate what had transpired. The next day was Wednesday, which during the school year meant getting out an hour earlier from school. During the summer it meant that the sports camps only met till half past twelve and then broke for the day. David’s mom picked him up and as arranged dropped him off with his bike at Joseph’s house so he could swim with the boys and ride around for the rest of the day.. Non-stop, nothing different, 10-15 minutes, and we're done. Simple, pretty straightforward, and quite honestly, it's really boring. But I understand," I said.Emily looked at me and finally said, "So what happens? If you and Kris stop doing stuff, you know? Does that mean, you know, that you'd stop doing things with me?"I looked at her and finally said, after hesitating, "Why, would you want me to stop doing things with you? Is that what you want?"Emily shook her head, looked at Kristina, and.