MD reached down into my shorts. mmmmmm what's this slut? she pulled my cock out of the leg of my workout shorts, hmmmmmm? My cock Mistress. her mouth ...was still agonisingly close to hers, she looked me in the eyes. No bitch, slut's don't have cocks, so what is this pathetic hard thing between your legs? My clit Mistress? That's right. With that she spat into her hand and rubbed her spit into the head of my clit. And why do you have a clit slut? Because I am a little sissy bitch mistress. I am. My fingers dove slowly deeper into her cum filled vagina, finding her hard g-spot deep inside of her. Ann’s g-spot was very deep inside of her, nearly four inches into her body. No wonder she had no vaginal orgasms before tonight, as usually a woman’s spot is less than half that distance down. Before we knew it, Ann’s hand was squeezing my re-hardened dick, and my index and middle fingers were buried to my palm in her warm, cum filled pussy. Rubbing her g-spot really turned Ann on, giving her. Sure, I could wish I hadn't been busted. That was brought about by a woman who was jealous and turned me in while I was doing her boyfriend. I was innocent, I swear." Her grin belied her words. Personally I didn't see the subject was anything to joke about."Karen, let me ask you a question. Do you honestly think I have been celibate for the last five years? For good or bad and for all intents and purposes Neica was out of my life. I haven't started a relationship with another woman, but that. To Ohai, it almost seemed as if Jess had undergone a personality change into an excited teenage girl, as she sat Ohai down next to her computer desk and asked if they could continue their discussions about Ohai and her systems. Jess also asked for permission to scan Ohai with some devices Jess took out of a drawer in the desk.Ohai agreed, although she knew that the scans would not produce much data and told Jess this. The scanning produced little, so they spent the next five hours engrossed in.