He wentdown sticking his tongue in my swollen, dripping,pussy. Sucking my clit and darting his tongue in andout of my pussy got me two more right in h...s face. Hetried to lap it all up but I knew it was impossible Icame so much. I couldn’t take it anymore and begged himfor his cock. “Please put your cock in me now,” Ipleaded.He pulled himself up until we were almost face to face.I felt his cock hot against my skin. “You want this?”he asked. “Yes put it in. 'Upstairs' she barked.'I have a surprise for you'. I started up the stairs and made for the usual room. 'No!' she said. Follow me. We headed down the landing and up to the attic. In the centre of the room was a saw horse with a cushion on the top.'Strip' she said.I duly undressed and waited for my next command.'Kneel' she ordered.I duly knelt. My mistress walked slowly before me and stood in fron of me. She lifted her skirt to show she was wearing no panties. I was mesmerised by her dark. Her right she wrapped around the shaft. Stroking up and down with her tight mouth. He didn’t taste like Matt. Saltier. Muskier. And he didn’t smell like Matt. He probably hadn’t bathed since morning, and she and Matt now usually had sex just after showering. Not breaking her rhythm, she pressed her tongue against his flesh, letting it ride up to the indention just beneath the head before down again. Her eyes looked up. His were closed. His head back. She. Jenny looked over at me in the mirror. "What?" I gestured with a hand, displaying her panties. Her eyes went wide as saucers and she flushed bright red. "Oh my Lord!" she shrieked, clapping her wet hands against her skirt and then turning as if to bolt."Oh, please wait!" I pleaded, and she hesitated. "Here, don't worry about it, you can have them back. I just want to talk."She plucked them from my fingers, avoiding contact, and hurriedly pulled them up her legs. "I'm no dyke, you know," she.