Mistress' boots, andthe round globes of her ass, made Daniella want to drop to the floor,kneel, beg to lick her Mistress. Standing erect was somehow h...arder todo than crawling all the time. She craved to crawl. But she had toobey!She followed Mistress into the bedroom. Mistress turned, sat on thebed, and watched as Daniella entered through the doorway. The slave'sknees automatically started to buckle, but she caught herself, beforedropping to a kneeling position. She straightened up, and stood,. Did I guess right?"Izzy smiled and her face lit up. I could feel the happiness bubbling up in her. Along with a feeling of pride... in me."You've really gotten good, haven't you?" she asked."You've been a good teacher. You're the only person I've linked with, so I've had to try and work things out using your emotions." I paused and took a drink from the juice glass. Setting it back down I sighed. "It hasn't been easy. There are so many emotions going on in you all the time, and I only recognize. The next one would be my sexy auntie's one.Fuck me, they were all there again. I quickly tumbled through her knickers, seeing the different colours and types. Tenderly feeling their different materials, and randomly picking up a pair of frilly green french knickers and sniffing them. They smelt so fresh and their soft silky material cold against my face. I was so turned on. I checked their size. A size fourteen. My auntie was a curvy woman.She had a range within her collection: lacy ones; sexy. I really want you inside me."I smiled and shifted to my knees, bringing the head of my turkish c-ock to her a-sis. I lubed myself liberally, stroking my c-ock a bit as I did so. I pressed gently against her, my hands spreading her as wide as possible. She stiffened slightly as I entered her and I stopped moving and massaged her again. I rubbed my hand all over her back and kissed her, talking softly to her the whole time. As she relaxed I naturally slid further into her without any effort.It.