Kate's master pulled her towards the mirror and told her to bend over the dressing table...she felt him pull her legs apart and bury his face right in...her cunt...his tongue flicking her clit and darting inside her....Kate opened her eyes and looked at her flushed face in the mirror...fuck this felt good, really good, her master licked and sucked her clit, lapping up all the juice as it ran out her pussy, Kate's breath started to get deeper and she felt her legs quiver, her master just held on. Just remember that a lesbian relationship is like any other relationship. It takes hard work, communication understanding and honesty to make it work. I guess we have to ask ourselves if we're ready for that, and to tell you the truth, I don't know." "So where do we go from here?" she asked. "Right this minute, I want you naked next to me," I said. "I want to make love in a way we'll both remember for ever." I'd like that too," she said, as she came to wheel me into the bedroom.We were naked. Count Vincenzo Ramon de San Finzione, a silver-haired vision, though dashing at any age, looking roguishly handsome in his emerald green tuxedo; held a smoking revolver in his other hand. He dropped to his knees and set down the gun, cradling her in his arms.“Helena, my love.” He said to her, breathlessly, as he held onto her with one powerful arm while bringing the vial up to his mouth to open with his teeth. “You must drink this, darling. You must live!”“No, Vincenzo!” She said to the man. Her head was tipped back, her eyes deep and desperate.He looked down at her, feeling her lips on his, her breasts pressing against his shirt, her hands on his back, and his hands moved of their own accord, lifting the blouse to slide his fingers up her ribs, exploring her skin until he could feel the strap of her bra. She pulled herself away from the wall slightly, giving mute approval, and he unsnapped it, releasing her breasts from their confinement. Sliding his hands around to her chest,.