His fingers played around but did not touch her clit, moving back and forth between the swollen lips of her fiery hot, dripping wet pussy, and as he m...ade his way down her torso, his hands settled under her ass cheeks to lift her to his eager mouth for his first taste of her hot sweet juices. Gently he ran his tongue over the outside of her lips, up and down several times, and then slightly parting them as his tongue delved deeper on each stroke. He used his fingers to unsheathe and expose her. MAYBE IF I PRETENDED HE WAS DALE? "I.. IT WOULDN'T BE RIGHT...I..." OH COME NOW KITTY..." HE SAYS STEPPING INTO MY PERSONAL SPACE AGAIN, "IKNOW YOU FIND ME ATTRACTIVE. JUST ONE LITTLE KISS?"I TURN MY FACE TOWARDS HIM AND TILT IT UPWARDS, LIPS PURSED READY FOR THEKISS... HE LEANS IN, AND I CLOSE MY EYES, FEELING HIS ARMS MOVE ROUND METO DRAW ME AGAINST HIM. HE PRESSES HIS LIPS TO MINE BUT IT'S NO BRIEFKISS, HIS LIPS PRESS HARD AGAINST MINE FORCING THEM OPEN, AND HIS TONGUESLIPS INSIDE LIKE A. Do you want to be a good girl, aimee?" Y-yes, Sir.", I said unsurely. I'm so new to all of this. Being called a girl, these sensations, my peepee getting so big from what he said to me, realizations about how this might affect my life and purpose going forward. So much to contemplate while he's driving me over the edge. "Part of service is understanding that the desires of those you serve may run counter to your own desires. In fact, having you tolerate the act of going against your own. He sat down. He put his hand down to try to feel what he was sitting on, but his hand continued, encountering nothing. Evidently, there was nothing for him to feel. He sat on ... nothing.For a moment, he considered that. Something was wrong. Well, there were several things wrong, the sea of white in every direction only one. Another was the continuous screaming, without any real change and without pauses for breath. There was also what was missing. He felt ... nothing. There was no frustration..