"And, oooh, are you ready!"She knelt before him, the shadow of his jutting prick falling across her face. Then, her tongue emerging, she licked from h...s balls up the underside of his heavily veined cockshaft."There's more than one way to fuck me," she then said. "You can start with my mouth."Betsy opened wide, presenting the perfect oral target, her lips drawn back over her teeth for the smoothest brand of mouth-fucking. Her nephew's hips bucked as a simple matter of male reflex. His hand. I went crawled upstairs on my all fours. The food smelled extremely good, and I was rather relieved that it was not some garbage. On the floor next to the master was a dog bowl. The core of pride and resistance inside me almost bursted, except I remembered the consequences. I'd just have to deal with it. Danielle, or now Mistress to me, served hot pasta with lobster tail in it to Sir, our master. Danielle sat at the table also but ate some canned soup. In my dog bowl, there was what I. Allowing her mind to drift, feeling the warm liquid cascade down her body, she began to think of him. Imagining his blue-gray eyes gazing upon her, his muscular arms wrapping themselves around her, she feels the heat begin to radiate from between her legs. The thought of his hot breath on her neck, his hands slowly sliding down her hips and across her backside brings an involuntary shiver to her.Her hand slips down between her legs, her pussy already slick with her arousal, her juices mingling. He had a friend who worked in an optometry clinic and had access to contact lenses that were made to blind a person when they were inserted. He said they used them when a patient had a lazy eye to force that eye to work harder, but for us it would make us all blind and force us to rely on our other senses. In other words we would learn of our partners by touch, smell, taste and sound. The more he talked about it the more I liked it. The hard part, he admitted, was once everyone was blind, how.