"The opening of the firstmovement," she added."Tchaikovsky's Serenade for Strings," said Emma."Da-a-a, da-a-a, da-a-a, da da di, da-a-a-a-a, di da-a-a... da da di, da-a-a, da-a da-a, da-a-a-a, da-a-a-a, DA-A!" the last note sung loudly tosimulate the sforzando. Mandy was feeling pleasure and relief singingthe classical themes she loved so much. It was like a reassurance thatshe was still herself. Or himself. Still me, anyway, she thoughtinwardly. She had even begun to conduct herself as she sang.. She went back down on me and then I felt her long tongue slide down past her thrusting fingers to lick my taint. My legs spread involuntarily and then she was spreading my juices and her saliva over my asshole. ‘Ohhhh Fuuuuck!’ I screamed. My breath was coming in ragged gasps and the tickle in my belly was intensifying again, telling me soon, soon I’ll cum again. When she slipped her tongue back into my box, I f***efully grabbed her black hair and pulled her into me. She latched back on my. But I have to admit that I am a little flustered about some of your comments to them.”I just sat there dreading what I knew was coming next, and Mommy continued saying, “Karen told me that you have not only been fantasizing about having sex with my friends all of these years, but also me. I had no idea that you saw me as a hot and sexy mother and that you had a sexual attraction to me. Karen also said that you compared me to Spence, and you thought we looked a lot alike. For some reason she. The slaves were performing against a losing battle as the Mistress had a young female slave orally pleasuring her shaved clit. The unfortunate slave was chained to her stiletto-heeled thigh boots and the Mistress used her as a convenient boot rest. The boot sole razor spikes dug into the pretty pink flesh along with razor-edged spurs. With the gathering climax came the whimpering of injured flesh which was quickly quieted by a swift slap of her spiked riding crop. The Mistress lazily.