I licked up her lips again but this time did a couple laps around her clitoris with my tongue. I loved the taste of her pussy. It was like honey. Swee..., and a little musky. After licking her lips for a few minutes, I drove my tongue between her lips. I got a big helping of her juice on my tongue. When I started fucking her with my tongue and my nose was mashed against her clit Karen screamed and came all over my face. To say that I was in heaven would have been an understatement. After her. If you've followed the story, you know that this is her favorite thing to get from me.I spoke softly and told her, "If you want it, you'll have to take it, slave."She whimpered. This was another tease, as she always wants me to take her little hole hard and fast. She tried to take it that way on her own. I backed up and slapped her chocolate cheeks. They were somewhere between milk and dark chocolate, and fucking flawless. She got the message, and stopped. I then put myself at her little bud. As i moved forward on my knees, the trap wobbled about on my nipple and hurt even more. Finally i managed to reach her and, feeling totally disgusted, i stared to lick the sole of her biking boot which, luckily for me, seemed to be relatively clean though it still tasted foul. As i did this, Pam's laughter cut through me. "I think I could get to like this!" she chortled. "Tell me, Janet, if the man in your life is your Master, does that make me your Mistress?"i paused in my work and answered. Then you wonder to yourself, "Maybe he's going to push it in my ass?" I don't end up unzipping or removing my pants though. I create a loop with the leather of my belt and wind up. With the accuracy of a tennis player, I connect on your wide-open ass with the smooth hard leather. The slapping sound reverberates throughout the entire house as you scream out at the top of your lungs, somewhat muffled by the silk tie that's mounted across your mouth like the reigns on a horse.I calmly tell you.