Watching my shadow as I pull my fingers from the warmth of my pussy, I rub the juice onto my tits. I dip my fingers back in and cover my tits again. I... don't stop until my tits shine with my delicious juice and then I crawl into bed.I straddle the large pillow and begin to slowly slide my slit back and forth, leaving a slick trail of pussy juice. My hands tease my sensitive nipples as I glide effortlessly back and forth along the pillow.Just as I feel another orgasm beginning to build, I reach. “So what do you think, girls?” she asked, addressing Mistress Sam and Mistress Tracey.“Spanking wouldn’t work unless we beat them half to death,” Mistress Sam said.“Damn, it’s hard to punish a pain slut,” Mistress Tracey said. “No matter what you inflict on their bodies, they love it.”“That’s it!” Mistress Gloria said slowly. “That’s how to punish a pain slut in love.”Both Mistress Sam and Mistress Tracey looked at her with confused looks on their faces, but Mistress Gloria just smiled at them. I managed to make up a pretense for going over to Georgeanne's home one night. She lived in a small town, and I quickly gained entry into her house where she offered me some iced tea and we sat there talking. I spent the time noticed Georgeanne and what she looked like now as a grown adult woman in her 30's and remembered what she'd looked like in school. It's interesting to see how your childhood friends, especially female, have changed when they get tits, nice asses, pretty hair and faces and. We had been playing some D&D in the room, with my friend Brian running. I had been playing my elf, the Wizard Trevelon.There was a knock on my door just as I was falling asleep. Uttering a few choice curse words, I donned my robe and proceeded to the door. I don't usually ask who's there, so I just opened the door. The sight was enchanting.An Oriental girl stood there, five feet and six inches tall. She was dressed in the prettiest little babydoll, that was completely see-through, low cut, and.