She stormed over to Lucy and shouted, "How could you do this to mydaughter? HOW? My beautiful daughter and you've ruined it you...you slut!You are goi...ng to be punished for this, Lucy Hammond. Jess, put some clotheson and sit over there," Sandra gestured to the sofa on the other side ofthe room.She turned her attentions back to Lucy. "Stand up!" She shouted. She bentLucy over so that her hands were rested on the arm of the sofa, slightlybent. Sandra went into one of her bags and pulled out Jess'. While we were there she sat in front of me and I was gently playing with her hair as we talked.The next few months we had lunch a few more times but never did it go beyond that until one day we started talking about bondage. It was then she told me she was a dominate mistress, that totally intrigued me as I wanted to learn more.Well we are now where I wanted to bring you. I was at her apartment just chatting when we started talking about what she does and with whom. She told me she had a few. So he settled for what little he could get, reaming her shit tube with just his tongue-tip. It was still enough to make her woozy."Aaagh!" she cried. "Lick me, you mutts! Lick me hard!" She bounced her tits in her fists as her lust soared.The dogs lapped up her fuck-juices and cleaned out her two fuck-holes. In the process, they oiled her fuck meat with their spit, and tantalized her sensitive nerves mercilessly. Soon her fuck-holes puffed up and began throbbing hotly."Oh, shiiiyyiit!" cried. At the right height the was a padded board for my chestand a padded rail to kneel on. It was a comfortable arrangement andeasy on the neck. She had another that was a recliner where I could layon my back and poke my head up between her thighs. This was great forlong oral sessions. Over the months I spent many wonderful hoursbetween my mistress's thighs.One evening after I had been her companion for some time and we wererelaxing with an after dinner drink she said, "Wendae I now feel that Ican.