I was wearing a jeans and t-shirt. I immediately spotted them; they had arrived before me and were waiting for me. Laurel looked ever sexier and desir...ble in real. She was wearing a navy blue colored dress which was hugging her curvy voluptuous body well. They both looked from a typical middle class family.He was working in a big company and she was at an insurance company. We shook hands and ordered coffee. I could sense the tension between them. I took Laurel’s hand in my hand and said,. By Wednesday, Juanita reported that her mother had started to come around. She could see how unhappy Juanita was, and had agreed to talk some more about the situation to Juanita's father. Juanita was optimistic because her mother usually got her way in the long run. We settled back to watchful waiting, and I did help Juanita through her troubles by scratching my fingernails on her bare pussy lips when she really got depressed.Meanwhile, I found another project to lend my influence toward in the. It wasn’t any surprise she was pissed at me. She ordered me to walk over to her as she set down at her desk chair, “We’ve been here before“she says. I had my mouth smacked, knuckles cracked with a ruler, even spanked by her, but the look in her eyes was an all time pissed off look, even for me. She reaches over for her paddle and tells me to down my paints. Holy shit I thought, this is going to hurt. I stood there in a bit of shock so she repeated herself and this time add “Your underwear too”.. I thought I could hear the sound of her manicured hand slowly stroking her perfect, pretty cock. Mistress D. spoke again, commanding actually, ‘Get your mouth on me, slave. Make my cock hard. Suck your Goddess before I head out to meet a new, prospective lover. . I raised my head, hungrily, eagerly, licking out again with my tongue, feeling for Mistress D. sweet cock that I so desperately needed to taste, to have in my mouth, to make hard as she commanded. I felt Mistress D, push down into my.