’ Her tone mildly scolds, like she is a border collie trying to keep me, the sheep, from wandering off topic. She’s mistaken my silly grin for stu...idity. I am about to beg off, I don’t need to waste my mood on a woman with a stick up her butt. I look into her eyes to speak, and notice a three-inch scar on her forehead above her right eye. It’s the mirror image of a three inch scar on my forehead above my left eye. There’s just something about that scar marring her perfectly accoutered. Iunzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor. In the mirror I couldsee the raised red welts on my bottom. The heat was emanating from thembut it was nothing compared to the heat that followed. I slowlyunbuttoned my blouse and threw it in the corner. When the song ended,Paul ordered me to come to him."Turn around" he saidHe re-fastened my hands behind my back and ordered me to turn again. Hegrabbed the leash, pulled me to my knees and said simply "Suck"With all of my pent up fantasies and. Realising that today wasn’tgoing to be th e day I was going to orgasm I decidedto get out of the bath and towelled myself dry.Wrapping the towel around my damp body I bent over topull the plug out of the bath when I felt Casper’stongue once again on me but instead he took a swipe ofmy pussy from just below my pubic mound to my ass, ajolt of instantaneous lust and disgust flared up. “BadCasper” I scorned ” You can’t do that to me when Ihave just been playing with myself, it just. "Although he heard the Shakespearian terms, Dave's mind was still swimming in focused pleasure as he moved his tongue around Sarah's lips in an attempt to extend her excitement. After licking three laps around her nether lips, he started a sensual jousting competition with his princess's clit and tunnel of love - he first pushed his lingual lance deep inside her then trailed the tip over her clit. His good lady's entire body began to shake so he withdrew his lance and began licking and kissing.