I explained my product like a professional and she asked if she can open the packing and see the product in detail and i obliged her by saying that �...Mam it’s no problem, you can check in detail and if you don’t mind you can have a try in the try room. She was quite surprised and after thinking for a while, she asked me to guide her to the try room. I guided her to my bedroom and after getting her in I came back to the other room.I was quite amazed to see such a girl and she was brave and bold. Or were there?" She saw a guy sitting on the edge of the pool. She sat down next to him, her feet in the water.He glanced, first at her breasts, and then at her face. It was funny. At school she resented that, but here she didn't."I assume those are real," he said. "Now days you can't always be sure." They're all me. Look at my nipples."He got a gleam in his eye. "Ever done it in a pool?" In a shower, yes. A pool? 'Fraid not."He slipped into the water and spread her legs enough he could stick. Was she jealous? Of course she was. Mistress's instructions not to think ran through her mind. She had to calm down, she had to show she was worthy, she had to show that she could be a better slave, more obedient, more compliant, more willing than this interloper.?Now then, slut-slave, why don't you tell dirt-bag just what you are?? Mistress suggested.?I'm a whore, I'm a slut, I'm a harlot. I am not worthy to lick Mistress's boots? Angela began. This was a litany she knew by heart. ?I'm a bitch. As i did this I felt some thing that made me jump and send immediate shivers through my body sending me into a climax. Daddy had leaned forward and was blowing cool air like he was blowing out a candle (and didn't want the wax to spray ) on my wet pussy and now my asshole. A gush of wetness came leaking out of my pussy and daddy leaned forward and began to lick me. His tongue started at the top of my pussy which was the bottom because i was still bent over and licked up catching all the juices.