Her sleek blackhair was in a tight bun and her demeanor had the iron willed backbone of atrue Domme."You did a remarkable job preparing yourself this ...morning. That alonedefines you. Now, let's look you over, shall we?" she teased as her nimblefingers began rolling poor Julian's needy nipples."Yes, proper sissy shoes. High, stiletto, white patent leather heels withbow-trimmed ankle straps. Little frilly sissy ankle socks with sweetruffled, lacy bowed tops. Mmmm, just so perfectly pansy!"Now. Feeling my tongue go lower. You feel my wet tongue planting kisses as it runs along your navel. My tongue runs slowly down and along the inside of your thigh. Your legs wide apart now as I move them. My kisses going up your other thigh, teasing you...so close...as you feel my tongue run hard across your pussy...you can feel it on your button...darting across. The sensation is so nice....getting wetter. I lick and kiss before gently running my tongue along your wet pussy..exploring you..tasting. When I went into the bathroom and locked the door, I carefully unzipped my pants, remembering that there was no protection between my dick and the potentially evil teeth of the zipper.I reached in and pulled out a dick that was still slightly swollen. It felt good in my hand and even better when I was able to release the stream of urine. As I peed into the bowl, my penis shrank back to its’ normal size. I shook it and put it back in my pants.As I unlocked the door, I decided that I needed to. ”Jean sighed, feeling the effect of his teasing as his fingers delved under her skirt and grazed her wet thong as she dutifully open her legs for him. “Sir … do you think … mmmmm … sorry … do you think he will recognize us?”“I would be surprised. He had quite a bit to drink before we encountered you that night. And, he was fighting the urge to jump you right there in the bar while we waited for Abby. The only thing on his mind was if we were really getting you into his room.” He elicited a soft.