His cock was so hard with pre-cum glistening to my delight. I took his cock in my mouth and pressed my face into his body, savoring the taste of his s...x. He was hard, eager and ready and soon after I was blessed with a hot mouth fuck. He wasn’t holding back and neither was I.I pulled his pants down to his knees and massaged his balls while continuing to suck him. His balls were heavy and I knew that I was going to be in for a nice treat when he shot his load. For now, I just wanted to please. How? Well, magic. Mistress is a sorceress, a witch, whatever you want to call it, and I'm the proof. Miss! oh, Miss... see? That's my chastity sheath: it keeps my sissy clitty tucked back neatly. Yes, it looks like lace, but it feels all thick if I try to play with myself, so I can't come without permission, and sometimes it, well, it sort of pulses and strokes me- it feels so good, Miss! - But of course it always reminds me of my Mistress' ownership.No, of course I didn't want to be a maid,. I started rubbing it quite firmly.“Be gentle, you are hurting me,” Lara said.“Sorry, I have never done this before,” I confessed.“Oh… Are you a virgin?”“Um, yeah I am,” I started rubbing more gently. “How does that feel?”“Much better but it feels very dry. Push your fingers down into my vagina. It will be nice and wet in there. Once they are nice and wet bring them back up and rub my clit. My pussy juice will be a nice lubricant.”Eager to please I moved my fingers down towards her heavenly. One thing she hated was cleaning the oven. All that caked on grease and burnt dried particles of meat and cake made it so difficult to scrub. She wished she had invested in a self cleaning oven. But times were hard back then and she knew that it was just a matter of discipline in giving the oven a good wipe down each time she used it.Her skirt hitched itself higher on her ample ass as she bent forward, trying to reach a particularly difficult spot. The dress she wore was an old one, kept.