Finally she pulled my head away and gave me a deep kiss then asked me if I would eat her. When I kissed her and said yes she rolled me back and moved ...around straddling my face .As I now was pinned to the bed Donna had control and I got my first taste of pussy juice.There was really not much of a taste wich made it easier to dip my tonger farther in her hole.She was slowly moving around on my face moaning each time becoming wetter . I had my hands around her hips keeping her closer to my face,. Wash. Me. Wash. Me. Wash. Me. Wash. Me. Wash me. Wash me. Wash me. Wash me. Wash me. Wash me."The stinging in her bottom increased until red faced, arms constrained against her naked sides, Sarah found herself crying, crying real tears. Tears of shame, and pain, and simple silliness at her situation. "Okay okay okay," she yelled. "I'll wash you, I'll wash you I promise."Instantly she was released, gently placed upright standing before the washing machine. The Beast stood behind her, and she. I asked him what he wanted as a gift and I had to laugh when he told me. What are the odds that we both wanted the same thing? It turns out that we both were really hoping to receive a sexy woman to unwrap and play with. Since we both have very similar taste in women, we decided we should check the internet to see if there wasn't an escort in our area that would make both of us begin eagerly counting down the days until our anniversary. We checked out quite a few different sites and researched. He knew he loved that as he drove his car back home but as she did it, as she rubbed his crotch, with the tip of her finger, she got Michael a little hornier then he expected. He was trying to drive the car normally. This wasn’t working out to well. He told himself he had to pull over. He told himself he had to do it or possibly get them into a car wreck that he didn’t want to happen. What she was doing just felt too good to him at that point. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “Why are you pulling.