I told Mistress I could not hold back any longer. "Ever since you took off your bra, I've been wanting to do this." I said as I took her breasts in m... hands and my mouth found her nipples. Mistress groaned with pleasure as I did this. Her hand found it's way to my crotch to find me somewhat hard, but not totally rock hard.Mistress laid back on the bed so that I could shave her beautiful pussy that her Master had allowed me to do. I went to get the bowl, shave gel, and razor from the sink. I'll just have to pray.G'night DiaryAnd, as it worked out, Rachael's fears were justified. Less than a week after she left, the horny, unprincipled counselor was casting his eyes around for a replacement and he didn't have to look far. The girl that Rachael called a slut was there and waiting.Shannon wasn't really a slut. At least, not in terms of real experience. She'd built up a reputation around her (and Rachael's) home town, partly because of her undeniably buxom and willingly displayed. He was more than four years her junior, which was not so very scandalous, but she’d always held it to be a great obstacle as she went through one marriage and a string of hapless lovers. He’d had his share of lovers, including a perfect pigeon of a lass whom he’d tearfully forsaken. Whether they were her tears or his own Melissa did not know but she did know this. The theatre world was small, and Christopher Richman’s sudden lascivious hoverings would not go unnoticed. Christopher Richman.. “Where could we do it and not get caught?” asked Annie.“We can set it up at the house while Mom is at work. We can even shoot some in the yard. The garage also looked great when we did the Polaroids,” I suggested.“From what you remember, right?” laughed Annie. She actually sounded fucking sexy saying it.“Yeah. I think I remember it pretty well,” I laughed nervously.“Jay, I know things have sort of escalated since then. I just don’t want anything to fuck up our relationship. I know this is.