“Can l kiss your pussy?”“If you want to sweetheart,” she replied, “are you sure you want to?”“I’d like to make you cum with my mouth,�...�� he said, “but l don’t really know what to do.”“I can teach you,” she said, “your father was so good at it, he would play me like an instrument for ages, taking me to the point of orgasm, then holding me their until l thought l would go mad.”“I want to spend my life giving you orgasms,” he said, “l mean it Mum, l want us to do this for ever.”Charlie put down the. Starting at my left ankle, he kisses all the way up my body: up my leg, grazing my pussy, lightly biting my stomach, sucking my nipples until they’re hard, teasing my neck. He leans up to kiss my lips and just as my eyes close to meet the kiss, his hard cock impales me. My body jolts upward, my eyes widen, and my breath catches as he chuckles, proud of his cleverness. I mutter, ‘Not fair.’ He apologizes with his lips on my neck, letting my body adjust to his thickness. When my breath returns. It must have been an extremely demanding school at that,” Lord Blackmon chuckled at his own joke. He ran his finger over her left nipple. The slave girl shuddered as he pushed down on the top ball of the piercing until its bar was parallel with the floor and pulling the nipple with it. “Did Page have your nipples pierced?”The lust left Willow’s face for a moment, “No my Lord. That was the product of ... well, it is connected with a number of events. Page can tell the story better, but one. ‘The stress. The loneliness. These things will kill you as easily as anything else.’ ‘What…what can I do?’ ‘Enjoy.’ She removed my jacket and shirt, then rubbed the tense muscles of my shoulders and upper back. When she pulled me back to face her, I saw that she had removed her sweater, revealing bare breasts with rosy nipples. She drew me close to her again and I found myself nuzzling against her breast, my lips barely an inch from her hardening nipple. As she hugged me tighter, I drew her.