"Do you like what you see, slave?" "Yes, Mistress," I admitted, looking at her wet pussy. It was shaven, it was glistening and I wanted nothing more t...an to dive my tongue back in there. I was horny, but I also wanted to please her so she would please me again, or allow me to please myself. "Hmm, I like my pussy too. Do you know what I like to do? I like to take two vibrators and shove one up in my cunt, the other vibrating against my clit. It gives me the best orgasms, sometimes even makes me. “Ohmigod. Please fuck me,” Ashley moaned wantonly as she looked over her shoulder at me. I pushed the head between her lips and drove it in hard as far as it would go. She jerked and she moaned aloud. I pulled out and drove it back in even harder. I grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head back as I thrust my cock back into her. With every stroke Ashley was moaning, urging me to fuck her harder and to spank her. I let go of her hair and used that hands to pin her down while smacked. As opposed to during the meetings, it now looked like a medieval dungeon. I liked the darkness as it gave me a sense of anonymity. John explained that there was this main room that we were in and that there were private rooms where couples could play in private. He said that each of them had different themes with different bondage equipment such as a rack, a cross, heavy wooden chair, chains and pulleys, and a bondage bed. He said he had reserved one of the rooms for us. I didn?t realize how na?ve I was about lesbian love. I don?tknow if you can call it that, but I wasn?t going to argue with Mother.We just talked like a mother and daughter and started pointing outfeminine movements and things that I seemed to do so naturally. Welooked together through the magazines and she pointed out little detailsthat I?d seen but not really noticed. We decided that I was to come byafter work every afternoon and we?d work together on femalecharacteristics for the next week so.