" I'm not finished yet, Mistress." Nina leaned forward and blew a stream of air over Margo's clit, cooling it down a little. After a moment, she close... her lips around Margo's inner labia, and sucked them all into her mouth, then started to lightly chew on them with her teeth. Margo started moaning low in her throat at the feeling, and Nina ran her tongue along all the flesh in her mouth. After a moment she started licking Margo again, this time moving from her perineum to her clit, ending each. ‘Not,’ he decided. Instead, he wandered aimlessly for awhile. Into the kitchen, looking around the room, seeing the signs of her presence everywhere. A NASA calendar they handed out to her at work hanging on the wall. The funny porcelain figures of French Chefs that Jessica placed in the little niches around the room. The expensive set of cookware that she bought as a joke for Kevin for his birthday, after he’d gotten her an ironing board as a prank on hers. As a joke the cookware backfired,. Malt (yes that is his birth name, the guys at his high school never lethim forget about it) Mattson was a fine looking man halfway in histwenties dressed in a pricy tuxedo. His dirty blonde hair in a shortspiky get up while his sparkling blue eyes and rosy cheeks always had anabsolute disarming charm to them. He was a man in his prime, in shape,well off, and of course a minor celebrity.Malt bowed to the applause as two crew members moved the iron boxoffstage and two others brought out a very. The evening arrived for Spanker and Ann to be initiated into BDSM. Steve and Sandra, again acting as hosts for the new members, appeared at their door to escort them from the residence. They brought wrist and ankle cuffs which Steve attached to Ann and Sandra after they put on their purple robes, the colour signifying passionate sacrifice. Both women would feel the lash tonight. “You are both beautiful and worthy of our admiration and lust,” Steve told them. “We usually exchange safe words.