Her hand comes out to steady herself and her face comes to rest just inches from my own. She looks at me like she does every time she drinks too much ...acardi and her mouth moves closer in to kiss my lips. Our lips meet and I feel her lust as she forces a tongue into my mouth, Bacardi fills my mouth as the Jack gives way to its aroma. As her legs meet with the edge of the sofa her other hand rests onto my chest. Her hand begins to caress my chest hair and her tongue still tries to find the back. A chance to finally be one with her obsession. Eunice never thought twice about opening it, didn't give the other pages a second glance and never once wondered why the page she needed was bookmarked for her. Everything was perfectly laid out for her, step by step. “Hmm, strands of hair, check. You silly thing didn't even notice when I snipped off a few in psychology class.” She shook her head and sighed. “I’ve sat behind you in three classes this term, let you use my pencils, and hinted. My wet dream wasended by Mistress calling me.."Fifi....get up you lazy bitch.............time to do some training."Mistress attached my lead and led me out into the garden. It must havebeen mid morning. There was a seat set out for Mistress under a largeparasol; beside it was a table with chilled drinks on. A strange devicewas positioned in front of the chair, a sort of gun with a hopper on thetop filled with tennis balls. At a guess this would be firing the balls Iwould be fetching. "Oh joy,". “Take my panties off with you teeth.” she begged. “Please? No one has ever done that to me, but it sounds so sexy when I hear about it.”“Sun ne mein to aasan lagta hai, par bahut mushkil kaam hai, but I’ll give it a try.” I slid down her soft warm body, kissing my way down to her waist. I kissed the side of her neck, her chest, the space between her perky breasts, her stomach, gave her belly button a lick, and arrived at the top of her silky panties. I pulled my head back leaving my hands on.