One for him. One for me. I lift the glass to my lips and I am met by a pungent, peaty medicinal tang. Then the taste. Smouldering, smokey, autumnal se...nsations spread across my tongue. The sip leaves a burning heat as I swallow. How that memory burns once more! How strange that it should be so strong, so potent and triggered merely by the name on a bottle. Have they done that on purpose or is that just coincidence? Because this time the memory still hurts. As I leave the bottle on the side. Once I was dressed she shooed me away downstairs as she did her ownmakeup.I ran around making us a quick chicken salad and I had just aboutfinished when Lauren came downstairs, she looked stunning, she wasdressed to kill wearing a little sequinned silver cocktail dress, it wasso short it barely covered her bum. She had on the highest pair of heelsI have ever seen, I actually felt a little jealous as I didn't have anyshoes to wear myself. It's funny how the mind works.The dinner was amazing. .cum for me..." "I'm close...so close...yeah...cum for me now..." "Jeez...cumming now...give me cum...give me cream...fuck...oh fucckkkkkkk..." "I am...I am...gotta cum...oh shit...cumming....." It wasn't 'real' but it sure as hell was nice. That was great. Such a darling little girl. She went away for a moment to 'clean up' and then we talked for a while longer. I needed to get to sleep. She was an hour earlier than me now. Usually we were two hours different. In the next day or two we would. " "Fuck yeah, I could get into that ass, but first I think I whip her a bit to get myself in the mood," answered the mystery man. Whack, whack, whack. Three more times my tender pussy lips were assaulted by the willow switch. It hurt, but not with the sting i had after the whipping Master gave me. "Pretty good, said Master, but try again with more wrist. You get it just right and she'll practically jump out of her skin. Watch." With that Master gave me a really brutal blow to my pussy. "Here,.