He also closed in token bites his teeth over her pussy’s lips as he sucked them hard. Erika’s belly heaved, and her sex ground against his mouth a... her ass lifted off the table. And Ben heard the sweet music of Erika’s gasps and half-swallowed cries, and then the shrill ones as his tongue found her clit and a finger pushed into her cunt.When Ben stood up, with Erika’s legs on his shoulders – she had crossed them behind Ben’s neck holding him captive – his rock-hard cock rammed full-length into. "I took the liberty of making reservations at that there Great American Steakhouse, down in the city. I hear it's a pretty good place." Well, yes, it's probably the best steakhouse around," confirmed my father."Well, good an' all, then. I'll be back to pick you all up around six-thirty, then, and we'll head on down there for a big, juicy steak." He shook my dad's hand with great enthusiasm, winked at my mother, and patted me on the back. "If you all can think up any more questions to ask of me,. "Sorry, Mistress." Such a little transgression, soon it will all be forgotten."Janet regretted the momentary loss of control. One of the first things that she had learned at Mistress Erica's hand was that a slave girl must always be available to her Mistress. One her first night with another Mistress, she had let her attention wander for a moment.Stephanie struck out again with the whip, a little harder this time than before. The insidious thing wrapped itself around Janet's bust, with the tip. He shimmied across the bed under the sheets and slipped out of the bed. I heard the bathroom fan bark to life and heard him urinate. There are no mysteries in marriage I thought to myself. I thought of his cock covered in my pussy juice as peed. I waited for him to return, hoping he would snuggle up against my naked pussy, oozing his semen, which begged him for another load. But I was warm and satisfied, and drifted off again.When I awoke, he still wasn’t back in bed with me. I heard the TV.