Ingridpaused while I digested her meaning. Then she went on.“You will be treated as the dog you are. Dogs wear noclothes. Dogs have a collar and...walk on a leashwherever their mistress takes them. Dogs do as they aretold or they get punished. The newspaper is just alittle taste of the things I use to train my dogs. Doyou accept?”“Yes, mistress.”Ingrid reached into the black bag and brought out ablack dog collar with a row of silver metal studs. Itilted my head forward and. At first from the kissing and hugging , i began to work her blouse or sweater to the point i could slide my hand under it and rub her smooth back as we kissed which she seemed to like and i loved it. She would whisper to me it felt so good but not to go to far so we would wet kiss and i would sexily rub her back. This was one step and i remember going to the height of her brassierre and rubing the back of it and the side of the silky smooth material. It was not like having her top off and doing. She was now, like me, lying on her right side, facing Tency and Taiwo, who had just quickened their pace, oblivious to us. I took her left hand in mine and slowly guided it back to where her right hand had been just a moment ago, inside her now completely drenched panties. She instinctively resumed fingering her clit again, following a deep gasp when her hand had made contact with her pussy. My hand went back on my cock.Suddenly, Tency's head turned. She saw us. Although I had known that moment. I can’t take off what I’m not wearing.’ To demonstrate, she hiked up he thin, dress and displayed that she was in fact not wearing panties. I was presented with a smooth, bald pussy that already seems to be wet. Oh my, I thought, I just have to get a taste of that. I wonder if mother and daughter taste the same? I can’y just dive between this luscious thighs and lick her pussy, can I? Probably not. Fuck. Sue went to her mom, kissed her and held up her dress as she turned towards me, ‘Doesn’t.