She flopped over on her back trying to catch her breath. I took this opening to climb on top of her and kiss her, using the kiss to take her attention... off of me lining my cock up for entry. I leaned forward and her tight sopping wet box allowed entry of the head before her brain realized what was happening. She tensed up with a horrified look on her face. No, I dont want to go that far. She pleaded. I just started kissing her some more not making any attempt to enter her farther. I kissed and. Part of me wanted to get up and run, but another part was intrigued. I started to run my tongue around the area, alternating between rough hairy parts and smooth sections. I heard moans of pleasure, so I continued. Madame forced my face deeper, commanding me to get my tongue deep in and clean thoroughly. "If you can't even perform basic chores, maybe you can at least learn to clean an ass" she spoke derisively, while laughing.This is who I was now. I dirty slave that served its owners whims,. . I ran to my bedroom and slammed the door. I laid down on our king size waterbed and frantically unbuttoned my jeans. I slid my hand down between my legs and began massaging myself over my panties. My fingers were cold at first but I knew they would warm up quickly. My imagination took over and I let it because it had always been good to me in the past. My fantasies turn me on more than anything I've ever experienced in real life.I slipped my hand down under my white cotton panties as I . I did as I was told and she went right to work, kneeling between my legs and licking my left testicle with a long, slow, warm stroke. Monica then very lightly placed her thumb and finger around the head of my cock and began rubbing up and down in very short, rhythmic strokes. Her tongue then moved its loving attention to my right testicle, licking it several times before taking it into her soft, wet mouth. She squeezed it between her lips just enough to cause very brief pain that sent my entire.