..oh god, and your ass is just perfect in those fucking tight little pants, it's so hot..you have no idea. I've wanted to touch you since I've met you..." Her lips brushed against the cartiledge of my ear for a moment and I felt the gush of wetness at my crotch. This was so risky, so wrong. I had experimented a little bit with other girls as a child, but this? This was on a whole other level. I bit my lip, trying to find the words to say. Kathlyn just sat back, grinning, letting her hand rub up. No, I couldn’t believe at the time that She was referring to when She made me spunk my pants watching Her pose in that outfit - She could see I’d done it three times looking at the pic, so when She made me pants-spunk in the studio, as She knew She would, that would be a 4th time. You can see why I probably wouldn’t be able to believe it all really happened if I didn’t have it all on video. As well as worshipping Her personally, I emailed Her all the time, sent Her 1000s of worship sheets,. X continued to plunge her finger in and out of me and her mouth continued to give my pussy plenty of attention right through until I ended cumming and went limp. Master lovingly stroked my head in his lap and I could feel through his trousers that he had enjoyed watching his two submissives together. Master? I asked tentatively, may X and I have the honour of sucking your cock? Yes Slave you may, but I would like you both naked first. I stood up, as did X and we both began to slowly undress. Heck, he's been gone for more than a century, right? How long will this continue?" It's not that, Mr. Armstrong," Jennifer commented. "Sandra may not remember this, but her father, bless his soul, would receive the same courtesies whenever we entered a dining room full of military people." Sandy's father was a general, too?" Paul asked."Yes, he was. He was the commander of an army group in Texas, I don't remember which one, and was visiting the Pentagon on September 11 when the plane hit the.