The feel as his tongue strokes my pussy deep. Fuck. He licks my pussy making me cum hard. Gushing. Seeing him suck my cock when we do a scene takes me... over the edge even faster. I crave his hot mouth when he says words of devotion and adoration for his Goddess. Queen. Mistress. Also him using dirty words making me scratch him, bite him. Mark him. Deciding to allow him this scene was unselfish. I am jealous and never allow others to touch my collared slave. Viewing the pics again, seeing this. 'A few days go by and I meet my friend Jenn for lunch. I tell her about the party and she's in. (Of course, she has no idea about my secret hopes. She's just thinking it'll be a fun place to blow off some steam.) We're eating lunch and I keep thinking of one of those photo-shopped pictures. This one had me and Jenn waiting in line to suck Kris' cock. All this was to mock my husband John, but it was hot. I guess Jenn noticed I something was on my mind. Jenn: "God, girl! What are you. On this occasion, she was in a red dress with black lace, which was quite tight fitting in certain areas.At midnight, the four of us, all at various stages of drunkeness, staggered up the hill to Ellie's home. Jack passed out immediately on the sofa, while Anna made it to Ellie's bed before collapsing over the whole bed. This meant me and Ellie had to take up residence on her bedroom floor in sleeping bags. It was uncomfortable to say the least and I tossed and turned in the dark for a good 30. I wait a second and ask again, "yeah, what do you like in your personal life?"She thinks about it for a second, and responds "Drinking beer."This is important. It's important because I have just been given the insight that Terry probably doesn't like sex. To her sex is just a way to get what she wants."What do you think of giving blowjobs?" Well, it's in the name, it's a job."Good she already doesn't like what we're about to do. The next couple of hours are going to be even worse for her than I.