No frills, no decorations, totally immaculate."Slut!" she addressed Daphne, "I hope you're ready for your session. I bet you have no idea what it's ca...led, because I was told you don't care to read production scripts anymore. Now you don't know what's in store for you. "Daphne just looked at her mistress. She was drooling from her gag."Oh girl, are we going to have some fun tonight!! It's called 'Polishing Daphne'."Lisa walked up to the tied girl and started running her latex gloved hands over. Praise his talents but use the most demeaning language you can muster. He's not your friend right now. He's in full cock slut mode and if he just works harder on giving you a great blow-job you know you are on the right track.Second, have him suck you in a variety of places. If he went down on you in your living room or den change it up. Use the kitchen! Use the garage. Do it outdoors if possible. (It is not recommended that you do this anywhere that you might be arrested for indecent. She let go of my cock and a mournful wail issued from her lips.“Lissa... !”“I’m sorry, Kitten. I’m sorry,” Lissa panted. “Of course you can make love to Tony. Don’t be frightened sweetheart. I’m sorry I yelled.”“Why?” Kate moaned.“Honey, you have to tell him. That’s all. It’s not fair otherwise.”“Lissa,” I said, “I know she’s a virgin. She’s in control. I’m not forcing her.”“That’s not it, Tony,” Lissa said and looked at Kate.“I don’t understand,” she said.“Oh dear,” Lissa said. “Kate, have you. “Oh my baby… Oh sweet baby…”I looked up into Mrs Robertson’s eyes lovingly, and saw love reflected in her own. She was almost crying, she seemed so happy. I touched her cheek as she fingered my cunt and she lowered her face to kiss my lips.“I’m yours,” I whispered. “I’ll do anything you wish…” “A-anything?”“Anything. Do you want to lick me? Shall I lick your cunt? Your bum? What do you want most?”She blushed now, stroking my cheeks.“I’m embarrassed to tell you my love.”I kissed her mouth.