." she hesitated, "This whore will work hard to cum for you Master." I grinned and tapped Monique on the head."Good girl." I grabbed for her collar an... got her to her feet. I pulled her along behind me into the other room and attached the chain so she couldn't go anywhere. When I slammed the door shut behind me as I left, I knew that my dear Monique was truly becoming the pet I envisioned.I went down into the basement, instead of going to the kennel side with the girls', I headed off to my. The fingers flying in and out...his thumb massaging my clit and his tongue flicking in and out of my pussy.I found myself sucking harder and harder on his cock..wanting to taste his hot cum...wanting him to fill me in every way. My climax this time was like an explosion and was made perfect when with a loud groan he cum in my mouth. So hot and creamy....he shot it deep in my throat as I cried out my release. It seemed to go on forever....waves and waves of sensation washing over both of us. At. What I did with the guys was okay, but not as much fun as I thought it would be. Don't get me wrong, JR, I'm not sorry I did it, but with Kimmy there was something there that I didn't feel with the guys." Something you'd like to do again?" JR asked."I don't know, maybe. I didn't plan anything that we did—they just happened. I don't think I would have as much fun if it had been planned, or expected." I didn't expect you to do anything, Honey." I know, not your expectations, mine. I'm not sure. The ex-pat community all RAF personnel and their families, were very sociable and parties were de rigueur. These parties were quite innocent and mainly used for the wives to get to know each other. The men worked with one another at the camp but the wives, few of whom spoke German looked to each other for socialising and of course baby sitting.It was at one of these parties that I met Meg; she was the wife of a workmate and was absolutely stunning. She was an Anglo- Indian, about five feet six.