Yes, i really do, Mistress. I worship you.??You would do anything for your Mistress, isn’t that so, jenny? In fact, you want nothing more than to be... My slave.??Yes, Mistress, it’s true. I am Your slave.??Come, jenny, kneel before Me,? I commanded her and I spread My thighs to receive her adoring kisses. The Lamb crouched and attacked the Lioness with her tongue in a furious passion, and waves of urgent orgasm overwhelmed the Mistress. The slave looked up adoringly at her Mistress and confessed,. ‘I did not mean to question your morals, mon,’ she said, attempting to placate my temper. ‘I know you weren’t expecting to find me here, and half naked at that.’ ‘Up until about five minutes ago, I though you were a lad,’ I admitted, placated. ‘You’re not a lad.’ I provided that bit of wisdom as I again admired her form through the layers of her plaid and shift. ‘No, not really,’ she said, still with that half smile and her eyes glowing. ‘As you’ve already pointed out, I play a very dangerous. . fill my bowelssss... with yourrr... seeeed. Be the first... to cum in... my... asssss... god ya... fuck me... fuck meeee!!" I howled as he drove into my anal cavity. He leaned down on me, his full weight pressing against me and held me down as he fucked the shit out of my ass. "Fuuuuuckkk mmmmeeee! Fuuuuckkk meee!! Fuck your slut, fuuuuuuuck your slut! Ohhh... unnnnnnnnnnn... I'm sooooo hoot... I love getting... fuckkked. Deeeppp... er... deeeepper!!" I begged him. "Shhhiiit... god damn I'm. Each of us was striving to be better, to look better, and feel better. We immensely loved my birthday night and our sex lives were changed forever.Over the next couple of months, regular traditional sex was slowly fading away. We had sex everyone night after, but only pulled out the strap-on once that month. The next month we used it four times. After that, it was every other session. Eventually we just gave in, we both loved pegging more than tradition sex and it became our only form of sex..