These women aren't coming to you to get pictures of what they look like. They could look in the mirror or get their boyfriends to take snapshots of th...em if that's all they wanted. They want to see what they could look like. So that people will look at them and tell them they look beautiful." It seems like cheating, somehow." Jack, is it cheating when I put on makeup when we go out to dinner or if you set up a light to bring out a subject's eyes? It's a tool. It's not like you're going to put. I bobbed my head back and forth pushing his solid cock further into my throat with each stroke. He let out a deep moan, ' oh yes you fucking gorgeous little slut, dont stop dont you dare stop'. Before long I had his full length in my mouth, his fat cockhead jammed deep into the back of my throat, I stroked his fat balls and gently pushed the tip of my finger into his asshole,'Oh god fucking jesus' I felt his cock twitch and throb, he pulled out suddenly, saliva pouring from my mouth and all. “I didn’t hear you,” I said loudly this time. From prior experience, You knew the proper response. You managed an acceptable, “Yes, Mistress.”I ordered you to undress in the corner by the door, and look only at the wall. “Everything!” I command. Quickly you dropped the boxers after a short “Yes’ Mistress.” Before you could straighten up completely, I order you to grab your ankles, and not to move until further notice.Next, you feel the soft tails of a leather cat-o-nine tails run gently across. As we kissed and my ass moved faster, I knew we both wanted this to last as long as possible. So we could cherish this special moment and stretch it out. This last week Francis had been Sue’s bed partner, just as Grace had been mine. For me, it felt amazing not to be sheathed in a condom. To feel the sensitive flesh of my cock rubbing bare against the velvety skin of Sue’s pussy. To know that when I came there wouldn’t be a little rubber teat to catch my seed. To know that I’d fire my seed deep.