And you are going to like it every bit as much as I am.I nibbled at her mound and poked my tongue into her folds, nodding, moving her whole pussy in m... mouth and exploring her...slowly and intently. I gave her clit a reason to stand up and be noticed. I could feel it nubbing my upper lip. Just like it gave my cock a reason to drag across the blanket as I lifted her leg over my shoulder and pushed my naked hips between her soft, smooth and slightly shivering legs. My tool somehow still. On the con side there is a loss of my identity, loss of privacy, loss of any freedom and the list goes on. I would imagine how life would be and think about not being able to read a book, eat, exercise, sleep, shit, shave, shower, go for a walk, spend money or even have friends or talk to people without her permission. And even though Mistress had said that she would be open to some freedoms, she also said that she would reserve the power to revoke those freedoms at any time. Which of course. That must have been your plan all along. Pretend you're squeamish about bending over and taking guys' cocks in your ass, but then once I'm gone it's open season."Chris didn't say anything at all. He stared straight ahead for a few moments, then his face squinched up and he started to cry. He said, "How can you say such things about me? I would never do that to you. That's not how it happened at all."Jack softened and said, "There, there, Candy. I didn't mean to make you cry. There, put your. ” She waggled a finger in the direction across the pool, but I couldn’t see who she was referring to.“Care to be a bit more specific?” I asked.“The short fellow over there.” I looked away from a group of pretty though conservatively dressed mothers with small children towards the man Kelly was pointing to. He was about five-foot-six, had to weigh at least three-hundred pounds, needed to get a lot more sun - and was wearing a Speedo! I blanched. Then she added, “I packed your Speedo, too,.