Lora) in greeting. Here, though, i was the center of attention, as Ms. Anna clapped Her hands, saying "And this must be tup." i had knelt and Mistress...now ordered me around the circle, to kiss every foot in greetings ("Girls, too, tup ... They are Women to you," She reminded me). i kissed the feet of the elegant Women related to my Mistress, though it was difficult at first to keep the feet matched with the Women. One wore ankle bootlets of soft, rich, black leather. Ms Anna wore more formal. “You can tell me the truth.”“No, no, not at all. I like it,” I said slowly.So that’s the end thenAre we to sleep and let it goThe river’s singingI know, reach in, explodeI glanced at her. “It’s, uh, good stuff.”Lara looked at me uncertainly, and with good reason. I was having trouble responding. It wasn’t that I didn’t like the lyrics. The truth was that I wasn’t expecting to read words like that, from her.“So how does the music go?” I asked, getting up to stretch in the middle of the room.“I. I of course took her middle section and teased her navel and then move slowly down her torso to the Garden of Eden below. I teased, licked, and used my tongue as a miniature prick and I plunged into her sweet slot of nectar. From all the nibbling above and below me, her juices were flowing like wine. Finally I moved between her legs and feasted on her detectable pussy. Her orgasms were building up to a massive one; as she built, I moved up to her clit and sucked and ran my tongue around the. Some time later I bend down and lift to her feet kissing her mouth, her neck her ears then her fabulous breasts. I gently guide her round to face the same way as me and lean her forward after a brief stroke of her clit I reach for the baby oil and rub some over her breasts and gently massage them her moans guiding the pressure and rhythm. I enter her honey pot from behind which makes her gasp then moan harder and harder. Her hand reaches for her clit and within seconds she is over the edge. I.