I slowly moved my way to her pussy and gave it a few slow, long licks. Her hips bucked in response. I continued my oral assault on my wife's wet pussy...for the next fifteen minutes until she was ready to erupt. I begged her to let herself go and cum all over my face."Oh fuck! Are you ready to taste it?" she asked me."Mm yes!" I moaned into her pussy."Mm Oh God! Yes! I'm almost there!" she told me.I kept swirling my tongue in circles around her clit. I slid my right middle finger into her pussy. We'll talk later about what that little outburst will cost you. Not too much, I think since you didn't know the rules yet. Now, some ground rules. First, you will at all times address me civilly, even subserviently. I don't demand to be called anything silly, like "Lord" or "Master". A simple "sir" will do, or even my name. Second, you will do as you're told, promptly and without protest unless I tell you you're free to do otherwise. That about covers it."Why, you may properly ask yourself. Sara finally sat back up again and handed me the glass of water. My hand shook slightly as I gulped it down. As much as I wanted her to stay, I wanted her to leave. I gave her the empty glass and said, “Now leave, I need to sleep.” She detected the unevenness of my voice and thought I was ill. She placed the glass on the floor and quite unexpectedly took my head and placed it on her shoulders. This was the worst time to show sisterly affection! I could smell her neck, part of my arm touched. I stroked my finger in and out of her ass while lightening the touch on her clit. I balanced the pleasure from her pussy with feel of my finger in her ass. It kept her from getting off.Her body told me when my finger became something pleasurable by moving to match the tempo of my stroking. I concentrated on her clit again, wanting to bring her pleasure closer. When she could see the edge, I stopped and pulled my finger out of her ass. She groaned in disappointment and rotated her ass, trying to.