So why not? Heather said I just don’t know if I am ready to do that. I said ok but just try to take a drop off with just your tongue. She sat back l...t go of my cock and thought about it for a minute. She seemed to come to some decision and then said “OK.” She picked up my cock again with both hands and looked right into the eye of my cock. She said, “Well, here I go,” and started to move her head towards my cock.She paused just before she did anything. I could feel her heavy breathing on the. Karen was twenty-eight years old, ten years younger than my mother was, and absolutely gorgeous. She had bright green eyes, an aquiline nose, and full red lips that always seemed to be pursed in thought. A smattering of freckles fell across the bridge of her nose, but her complexion was otherwise flawless. A mane of slightly curled auburn hair poured down her back, framing her heart shaped face. She was easily one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen, but that wasn't what made me grin like. She had felt daring and decided to run out to buy a swinger's magazine. Although she didn't have the nerve to answer any of them, she enjoyed wanking off to them. After making the wrong turn, she spotted a liquor store and pulled in. The store was three doors down from The Bar. She bumped into Big Willie on the way out, knocking the trashy swinger's magazine from her hand. She felt like crawling into the ground when he looked at the magazine, then at her. Unlike most men, his eyes didn't stop. She stood before him and offered him the two small jewelry boxes she had brought back. Bob looked into her eyes and told her, "It is tine that you be marked as my mistress," he told her. Out of the first box she brought back came a gold anklet with diamonds around the edge of an ID plate that was inscribed on both sides. On one side it said., "Boss Bob's Slut." On the other it said, "Boss Bob's Whore." Bob put it around Sally's right ankle, and with a pair of pliers from his pocket he destroyed.