It was hard not to notice her nipples harden as I massaged the front of her. Just as I was finishing a light massage on her tummy, she said, “Pete, ...ould you like to touch them?” With a lump in my throat, I stuttered, “Radha, I don’t know if I should. It doesn’t seem right. You’re almost like a mother to me.” “I want you to touch my breasts, Pete.” “Well, if it’s O.K. with you.” My hands automatically were drawn from her tummy to her breasts. I didn’t just touch them. I began to massage them,. ”I thanked them before crawling away and told them I was looking forward to our fitting session. We found Scarlett leading Rebeca out of the bathroom and the surge of lust I had at seeing Scarlett in her pet outfit was quickly quashed by the sight of Rebeca. Her outfit was similar to Kitten’s, consisting of only her ears, tail, gloves, collar and knee pads, so it didn’t cover any of the welts that still stood out clearly on her fair skin.You could tell they were healing, but there were still. Michael was very honest about his own capabilities, and as we both got slowly drunk he opened up about feeling like he was a disappointment to his Father. The company had been in the family for three generations and this was the first time in over fifty years, the business had been in financial difficulty. “I think you’re a good boss, Michael,” I told him reassuringly. “Because I’m soft with you, you mean?” Michael asked. “I don’t mean that at all. I think we make a good team,” I replied. . Shit. Oh, I love my fucking cunt bitch." I'm cumming over and over and over and over, for you Sir." You're my slut whore bitch," he stated. "Nasty dirty slut," she agreed."Do not fucking stop! Don't stop. Keep cumming like the whore you are," he commanded."Punish your bad slut, Daddy. Mmmmm." Spurting into your face and jerking and cumming for my baby." Now it was his turn to cum. I was spent."Oh, yes," she purred now."Cumming for you." "Do it. Do it hard. Omigod. Shit. Mmmm. Yes," she coaxed.