”Eagerly I crawl to her feet and turn to face her.Slowly I search her boots out with my blindfolded faceand begin to lick and suck at her boots....The leather isslick and warm beneath my tongue as I give her mydevotion. I savour the taste of the leather and thesmell of her. I work my way up their length to the top,which is just above her ankles. I am almostdisappointed that they are not her thigh high boots,which would offer me the chance to draw near to hermost secret depths.Finished for. Our slave instead of his." You can't be serious." I'm very serious. The thing is, only the perverted Tammy has access to the memories we want to hear about, and it would be really easy to just make her our slave and have her tell us everything we want to know. Actually, that's the only way I can think of doing it without having to pull over and spend a lot of time reprogramming her mind."When Holly didn't say anything, I said, "Well?" Well what? Do what you have to do. It's not like I have a. Carol was not only wanted to see them again, but she suddenly realized how much she had missed them both dearly.Carol loved both her Uncle Rob and his girlfriend, and also really enjoyed their sexual mentoring. Rob and Joy were very sexually liberated, and Carol quickly learned that Rob and Joy enjoyed a Domestic Discipline lifestyle. They lived by a set of defined rules and any violation by either required corporal punishment. She had not only witnessed her Uncle Rob spanking Joy, but she also. ”“Promise you won’t get upset with me.”“I’m a big girl Anne Marie.”“Well, here goes. Lately, I have been fantasizing about Jim. It is because you’ve been coming out here so often. We’re getting quite close.”Her heart dropped into her stomach. “But not THAT close Anne Marie ... COME ON NOW.” At the same time, she got goosebumps and suddenly felt squishy between her legs.“At least you’re not clawing my eyes out.”“I’ll admit that I’m a bit put off Anne Marie.”Anne Marie boldly pressed on. “Have.