"Please Master, don't let him fuck my ass."I rose and started toward her as if I was going to intervene. By the time I got to her side giving her the ...ad news that Sire could continue wasn't necessary. The pain of Sire's initial entry had subsided and she was starting to fuck him back. As he tightened his forelegs around her waist and pulled his haunches in closer to fuck her proper, the center of balance of his weight had moved back and Linda had freed one of her arms. She had reached between. Then he spoke.?Was I ok?? he whispered.?You were wonderful love.? She lifted his chin and kissed him softly.?Thanks Carlotta. I?m not sure I?ll see you again but thank you verymuch,? he said sheepishly.Carlotta closed the door behind him and walked over to get her cigarettesoff the mantelpiece.?He?ll be back.? She smiled to herself.And he was. Every night of the conference.*****Michael arrived at The Horseshoe early. There were only three goodmakeup stations in the dressing room and any girl. At this point she was grinding on me and we kissed again. I ran my hand through her hair and suddenly I spun her around, laying her on her back on the blanket. Positioning myself between her legs, I kissed down the center of her body until I got to her yoga pants. I ripped them down, and her thong, in a single movement. Kissing around her slit I could taste that she wanted me already. Wrapping my arms around her legs, under her thighs I began to probe her clit with my tongue, careful not to dig. So her initial reaction on breaking up with Leigh was just to go and beat the living daylights out of Mel but she decided on a far more sinister and humiliating course of action, a course of action that would bring her great pleasure, help her fulfil two of her favourite fantasies and from which Mel would mentally never recover. Two events specifically had seen her make this decision.Mel hated feet. She thought they were the dirtiest, grimiest, ugliest part of a person’s body. The mere hint of.