’ I respond, ‘It’s about time you let me prove it’ You feel my fingers deep inside of you hitting your G-spot, my mouth wrapped around your c...it My tongue flicking it. I start picking up the pace with my tongue, sucking harder Sliding my entire tongue over your clit while my fingers are teasing your pussy. You are so wet and hot, your hips are thrusting. You are moaning, starting to let yourself go now You are starting to fuck my face. Your hands grab my head, you hold me there firmly as you. Your body pressed hard against mine. Would you pull away? I don't think so. Perhaps. Who knows?I'd let my hands slip under your sweater, under your T-shirt, until I could feel your bare skin beneath my fingers. Reach up further to run my hands up your back to your shoulders. Close my eyes. Kiss you."What?" you ask. I've been staring again haven't I. Damn my brain! I blame you, you're teasing me now with your words, putting ideas in my mind. Must be good. Must not touch. Argh!Walking back to the. A bit like being back at school and being asked by one of the teachers to call them by their first name. I am almost more used to being called "Fifty" or "slave" than I am to being Jenny. Funny — how strange that sounds..."In your application you said that you wanted to 'find out if this type of sexual trip is as exciting in reality as it is in my head'. Is that working out for you?"I nod. "Yes, Jo," I say. "More than I expected. Some of it is hard. Well, a lot of it, really. Even my fantasies. Their hands are suddenly covered in her cum as it gushes from her throbbing pussy. Precious leans over and brings her fingers to Mr.’s lips letting him lick his wife’s cum from them. Suddenly remembering Master sitting there, Precious looks around to see him watching her, a wide smile on his face. He stands and walks over to them, holding his hand out for Precious. Standing up from Mrs.’ lap, Precious feels Mr. slipping something into her hand as she reaches out to take Master’s hand. Looking.