" she snapped with her green eyesnarrowing. I whimpered, "I'm sorry" from behind thegag, which brought a small smile to her lips. Anotherwas the snap-...on blindfold attachment to my disciplinehelmet, and the last was the stereo headset connectedto the VCR."I thought you might like to experience what mycustomers go through every day at the club. All ofthem address me as 'Goddess Terri' or 'Ma'am'...but for you, I love the way the words 'Mistress' soundscoming from you lips." Over my muffled. Her juices were flowing out and I licked every drop.As she relaxed, I moved up on the bed and I kissed her on the lips. Aswe frenched kissed we shared her juices. She licked my face all overmaking sure she got every drop of her juices that covered my face.“Can you fuck the way you eat pussy?’“Better”“Prove it!”I got on top of her and positioned my cock at her entrance. I teased herpussy with my cock. Rubbing her clit with my head.“Dam Dave put it in. I need to feel you inside me baby.”I pushed. My mother meant well but still thought people would, and should, see everything she did. She and my dad hadn't gone to Uncle Billy's by themselves as yet. Marianne or I were the driving force for their visits.Dad was wholeheartedly on board with what Karen and I were doing and didn't attempt to meddle in our plans. I knew that he had talked with my mom a few times, too. Irene had come around even better but was shy from shame at how she had handled things initially. However, she had found a. An irony that I would definitely not appreciate.Around 9:30, by which time any self-respecting deer would be laid up for the day, I put on my jacket and vest (which fitted me like a tent but would color me human to any lurking hunters) and headed out, the Liberator and my box of ammunition in my pockets. The weather was appreciably brisker than a few days before, with a definite nip in the air and a fairly heavy overcast; perhaps the snowfall eagerly awaited by the lodge management was at last.