You drive your long dick into me so deep, so that your balls are resting against my chin and hold it deep in my mouth. My blue eyes look up at you wit... desire. I feel the weight of your cock on my tongue. I feel my throat constricting around your dick head. My mouth pumps salvia as I react to the invasion of your dick into my mouth and throat. My lips tighten around the base of your rigid dick. I rub my tongue against your hard shaft. I get so excited. My nipples swell and extend from my. She had finally found someone who wanted her to continue down the path she had already started, and she realized Deen understood her more than anyone else ever did. She knew that if anyone had a right to control her in that manner, it was Deen. She would do as Deen outlined in the diary, she decided. If that meant drinking his or anyone else's cum from the milk-bottle every morning with her tea, then so be it.This way, she could be really free and enjoy what she enjoyed most - fucking - and be. She even did a reading and gave a little -- what do they call it? -- a homily. Nothing confrontational, just go as worshippers, respectful, polite..." And naked?" Retta asked dubiously."Naked. It's legal. If anyone asks we explain why we are naked. I know it takes guts. They'll gape, but with church attendance as low as it is the pastors may not object. We might even bring in voyeurs who don't normally go. Churches will do almost anything to get the people in to fill the pews and the collection. The footsteps I heard were due to her pink open toe four inch open-toe heels. She had put on her makeup perfectly, just the way I liked it, with dark night-time type eye makeup and mascara, luscious red lipstick, and a hint of blush on the cheeks. Her hair was done in a neat ponytail with two curly little strands framing her beautiful face. She was stunning."I hope you like my outfit, Master," she said softly as she stood there in the entrance to the living room.Rather than say something (I was.