She tends to dress down, rarely wearing heels or hose and in fact dressing "frumpy" for work. I don't know if that's because that's her comfort level...or because she doesn't want to distract her clients or her help. All I can say is that when she dresses up to go out with dad she's a knockout. On those occasions she wears short skirts and four inch heels and it was one of those nights that started all this and is the reason I'm writing it all down. If you're a guy reading this story you'll. I slap her sex with it and drag it through her folds she’s wet her little clit peaks out of its hood I touch it with my finger I run my hand over her lips and feel the wetness. I see Sonya looking at her with lust in her eyes as I run my hands over her thighs. I run the flogger over her stomach and up to her breast as her nipples get hard as diamonds I look over at D and he is adjusting himself. I tell Eric to lick her, but don’t make her cum. Eric- Mistress is going to let me lick her new pet. His cock tasted so hard yet so tasty that she wanted all of it in her mouth. She gave it a few slides in and out as it grew bigger in her mouth. Eric moaned, placed his hands at the back of her head and fed his cock rhythmically into her slurping mouth. Moaning louder he shoved it deeper in her mouth until she gagged. “Now it’s my turn”, he said. He held her one lovely boob in his right hand and squeezed and rubbed the nipple in between his two fingers while he licked her other nipple and. Between the weed and alcohol some wild storiesbegan flowing now in complete darkness. We shared some of our favoritecollege times as well."Damn," Tabor commented, leaned back and enjoying this. "Chase, we're gonnafucking kill college. I can see nobody gained the freshman fifteen likeI've heard. What's the secret?"Kris stood, "I tell ya the secret, my boy. It's not sitting on yourfucking ass all day and talking on that phone. You have to be motivated.Ain't that right?" Kris, sit your drunk ass.