“Kitten, have you ever tasted your juices before?” She shook her head no, so I continued, “Then suck your juices out of your panties and tell me...how you taste.”She finally raised her head to look at me in shock but she did do as I told her to do. When she had done so, she looked at me but did not say anything.“Well, what did you think of it?”“Master, I have never done that, so I guess it was okay.”“Get used to it as I will have you tasting your pussy more as we go on. Now go to the bathroom and. I figured I would go commando again. When he arrived I let him in and we sat in the kitchen and poured some margaritas I made as I waited for him. I rolled a few joints too which I left on the table. He asked if he could light one, I said of course and we smoked it. We started to laugh about the people at the party and I felt his hand on my knee. I kinda got quiet and he asked if I was ok. I nodded and said I was fine. Next thing I knew we were on the sofa making out! It was like I never. As she didnt say anything and I didnt know what to do in this kind of situation i asked her if she would not try and harm me if I released you, she nodded and i released her arms and she started to cover herself up again.she started to raise up from the tub holding her right arm over her tits and her left hand protecting her pussy she stepped out of the tub and asked me to hand her her bathrobe. I obliged and held it open for her so she could step into it.When stepping into her robe her butt. Anyway, it was a rhetorical question. She already knew the answer. “Where do you want me?” she asked, as she looked around for a good place for her to get on her hands and knees. In my dreams, I had used the couch or the bed. Now that I was sitting on the couch I could see that it was too narrow. Short of gathering up everything and taking it all upstairs to the bedroom, the carpeted floor seemed to be the best spot and solution. I took Carol’s hand, helped her up, walked her from the couch and.