By the end of the day, Judy was over being upset with her brother. She decided she wouldn’t yell at him as she’d planned.“I’m going to dinner ...with Uncle Bob tonight,” Betty as she drove home after work.“Maybe I’ll call Kim and see if she wants to do something,” Judy replied.“If I don’t see him, let Mark know what’s going on. I think his crew is working overtime tonight.”Judy nodded. “I’ll text him before I go out.”When Betty and Judy arrived home, they went into the house to get ready. Judy. - Carl JungThe only antidote to mental suffering is physical pain.- Karl Marx-----------------------------------Copyright © Miss Irene Clearmont (2012 March)The Stair.-----------------------------------The Dress.-----------------------------------I awoke to the sound of her heels on the stair. It must have been the creak of the door that actually woke me, but it was the click of metal on the terracotta tiles that brought me to. The faint light from the open door surrounded her slender form like. If there were to be any words between them they are silenced when the master’s mouth covers her pet’s mouth. Her hands grabbing, her fingers tangling in Kamari’s hair, holding her close. Kamari grips her master’s arms, shoulders, crying while she is plunders by her master’s tongue and warm, wet lips.The master gives her pet a short respite, her eyes searching Kamari’s. “You are forever mine.”“Fuck me,” Kamari pleads, whimpering as her master’s cock twitches for what seems like the ten. I blushed as I wasn't expecting this. I told her that I did enjoy eating pussy ALOT. And Karen asked if I would consider eating her. Now I really blushed because I had wished I could eat Karen out for a couple months. But considering that she was a lesbian never thought I would get a chance. I took Karen into the bedroom and she stripped and laid back on the bed. Her pussy was beautiful. Small landing strip above her luscious lips that were slightly moist. I got down between her legs and looked.