Several times I had caught myself touching her breasts and nipples. She often liked her abdomen lightly rubbed and again I found my fingers inching do...n into her pubic hair. I flinched each time I did this and felt like I was going to run out of apologies before the session was over. She apparently liked what I did because she said, Please stop apologizing. I know you didnt mean to do what you did. Accidents happen and Im sort of glad they happened to me. I liked when you did that. It really. I continued licking her and just mumbled:“Pee into my mouth. I want to drink it.”I looked up, expecting to see a face of disgust. But, to my pleasant surprise, she looked like she was turned on by me saying that although she looked extremely hesitant.“You’re crazy! I can’t pee into yo- ooooh,” I started sucking on her pussy, making her moan.“I want to, I want you to pee into my mouth. And I want to drink every last drop.” She moaned at that.“You’re crazy.. I don’t want to turn you off.,” she. And With her face Having already been on the receiving end of a harsh slapping, Catherine wasted no time climbing onto her bed to take a kneeling position behind the taunt buttocks and well spread legs of Annie Day.If Catherine had any hygiene fears about the new Mistress they were soon allayed, for Annie Day had arrived in full expectation her visit would lead to this moment and had prepared according, even to the extent preparing herself once again while Catherine had being doing the same in. She looked up, smiled and shrugged her shoulders. ‘Well, guys, now what?’ she said. Her husband stepped back slightly, put his hand on the shoulder of the guest to invite him to step forward. ‘Well, if you were wondering where this evening was going, I guess this is a pretty good clue.’ The guest stepped forward, and stood before her. She smiled, even more broadly, and rose up onto her knees. Her top slid off her shoulders, and with a shrug she quickly shed it. She reached up, her fingertips.