She said nothing."Will you come with me?" I stay here. I can't go out." The air felt luscious. Free air.Joan knelt, falling to his knees, and kissed M...stress Satin, who lookedso much like Rachel Welch, her boots. He started to kiss up her thighs."Now, useless," Mistress Orange demanded and came over to lift her up.John Phillips turned away from Mistress Satin and strode, step by tinystep, towards the limousine that would take him back home.Authors note:Lot's of stuff to say, if I may...Writing. “I’m not sure how to—“ I started to say. “You’ll figure it out,” Kerry assured me. So I shuffled into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. My heady sensation was so intense that I had to lean against the door for a moment to gather myself, finding that it had a full length mirror on the inside. I stripped and then began the process of figuring out how to put on the lingerie. I started with the stockings. I put my thumbs inside one and bunched the length of the stocking up like I. "Now lick my cock all over then lift it and lick and suck my balls before your tongue goes to my ass and I want it licked and tongue fucked." As she licked and sucked his cock and balls she went to his ass and licked it then shoved her tongue in and tongue fucked it deep and hard. "Yes, baby, fuck that ass with your tongue. Push it in deep. That feels so good. Now go back to my cock and balls and lick the piss slit in the tip of my cock. That's right lick that slit and suck on it. Don't you. "I want to have fun!"The picture faded, replaced by scenes of Rachel and Brittany hanging out together. On the voice-over, Rachel said, "After that discussion, Brittany stopped being a bitch to me. She asked me a lot of questions about what it was like to be a slut, and I could tell that she wished she could be like me." But I just couldn't go to the extreme that Rachel had gone to," Brittany said. "Rachel did help me think some things through, though, and it gave me the courage to ask my own.