As she began to rub her clit in slow circles, she felt the fluid begin to flow around her finger stuck deep inside her pussy. Not only was the inside ...f her vagina now coated in her natural juices, her finger was too. She felt her hot fluid coat her finger. Now she could slide her finger in and out more easily. Slowly, in a thrusting movement, she moved her finger in and out. In a rhythm that purely satisfied her, she went with it, each time feeling more lubrication flow. She felt it running. She spread her legs and put them over my back. Soon the Boor became wet. She grabbed my head and pressed it against her Boor, locking her legs on my back. I rubbed the clitoris with my nose. She screamed and sort of jumped. Then she pushed me back and stood on the floor. She was trembling and breathing heavily.She took some butter pieces in her hand, smashed and applied the butter generously on my Lund. Now she sat on her knees and put my Lund in her mouth.She looked at me, smiled and. While treating me like his woman, he whisperedin my ear: "Ophelia, my love, your breasts taste just like those of anyother woman. They are wonderful!" I was seconds away from weeping out ofthe deepest joy and realization. Mustapha's loving words were striking thewomanliest chords in me, and all I could do was take his kisses and rewardhim with my loyalty, devotion and servitude. In my heart and in my mind,he was the absolute Ruler.But the hormones continued doing their magical job. In the two. "This is a punishment spanking. For defying me, and to release you from your pride. You will not be allowed to come on my lap. Move back so your cock isn't touching my legs." He did so. "Now, if you should come before I tell you to, then you will sleep in the spare room for a week, understand.? Understand?" Yes Mistress." he said quietly."Not mistress." I said. For some reason, I didn't like the word. "Just Carrie will do for the moment."."Yes Carrie." he said, and I rewarded his.