My mouth is suddenly hungry. I'm salivating, dying to taste her, and instinct brings my lips forward, brushes them against that tempting skin. She tre...bles beneath me, my fingers still running over soft panties as my lips plant a hot kiss on the curve of her neck. I've never done this before. Not with a guy and definitely not with a girl. Why do I feel like I know what I'm doing, what I should be doing?Why do I want this, out of nowhere?My earlier fatigue is replaced with energy fuelled by. She is my world, and I would do anything for her. I hardly remember my previous life, even my real name. The combination of the lifestyle routine, the hormones, the occasional poppers at parties, and never hearing me called anything but Sharon or Sissy for nearly a decade has pushed most of it to the dark recesses of my mind. Besides, I don’t want to remember it – mostly. I didn’t like who I was, never felt like I fit in, and felt as if I had been reborn when I met Mistress Angela.Today she. We got up from under the tree and put our shorts on and walked to the house. Well I kinda hobbled a little. He said he had to get me cleaned up before I went home. We got in the house and into the bathroom and had me undress and he took a wash cloth and cleaned me up and then he had me clean his cock with a wash cloth. I couldn't help but stroke it and pull on it as I cleaned it off. He told me I was so good at doing that and that part I enjoy the most. I liked feelin his dick in my hands and. Her hardened nipple sits right between my lips. I am so turned on I can't help it and bite her nipple. Her eyes shoot open and she grabs my head in her hands. Surprisingly she holds my head on her breast. My fingers art inside her as I feel her moan coming from her chest.“Oh my fuck” she yellsAs I experience her already tight cunt tightening up around my fingers. So this is what it feels like when a gspot gets touched. I keep up with the motion of my fingers and she cries out as I feel her.