“Good girl Suzy, my good girl, my little maid...” He said panting heavily. Staggering a little he extracted himself and moved to his bedroom,...returning very quickly he now carried a collar from the suitcase. Approaching Her he bent to put it on and as he did so said one word; "mine" and slapped Her once, hard across Her left cheek. Her body recoiled from the slap and standing facing Her, he kissed Her hard on the mouth their tongues dancing. “My Suzy, Thank You.” “Thank you Sir!” . Legs weakening, I reached out to hold her, and she pressed on my automatic hips to hold me still.Looking up, she licked around the head, it throbbed, and that amused her. My chest heaved to expel more airy groans, mind gone, eyes pleading; she did it again. The twisting corkscrew motion of her grasp matched how her tongue swirled. Taken into her mouth, this unholy trinity of sensations reduced me to a light-headed muddle and random moans.“Fuck… please… don’t stop.”Her confident self-assured. I push my face in there as she holds my head and pulls my hair closer and closer into her and I proceed to write the alphabet with my tongue. I was in heaven, And she was on cloud nine. “Uuuugggghhhh oh Ben!!!! I-I-oh- mmm! Yeah! I love it! Keep going with that magic tongue!! Oh oh oh yeah!”I keep going and pushing and moving my tongue all around the clit. She is gyrating her hips forward and up and down, while keeping my head strapped in place and a tight grip on my hair! I come up for a. Yeah, Cassie admitted, sheepishly. I guess she really was me at sixteen. Mark jogged behind us ladies, staring at our asses. We barely had jogged a hundred yards when Cassie gasped in shock and pointed down the road. There was a news van parked across the road and a cameraman filming us. A strange exhilaration burned through me as I realized some complete stranger was filming me naked. Fuck, Mark muttered, examining the situation. Well, shes probably hot. I furrowed my eyes, wonder what Mark.