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Leave them be." He reached over and slipped a finger into her hot, wet pussy. She let out a moan and he began to play with her, quickly he would slide two fingers in her pussy and another two in her ass. Mistress released her nipples and he could taste their sweet wetness on his fingers as they moved down her, taking his time as he slid a third into her ass. Slowly he slid his fingers in, the heel of each hand brushing the wet lips. "Very nice slut. Now I think I'll let you cum," he thought to himself. One more, quickening the rhythm, and he could feel her climax starting to build. He took his hand from her pussy, and quickly he brought the smooth fingers to her mouth, licking her sweet wet tongues. He could feel her body tensing as she waited for him. He began to switch positions. His lips kissed her neck, his hands gently crossed over her breasts, his tongue resting on her stomach, just resting there, but never moving. "Good Slave. Not bad at all is it?" he thought, as his lips slipped over her. His fingers slowly slid down her stomach, and on down to her breasts, where he rested them against her back. His mouth moved over her nipples, tasting the softness of them, the saltiness of her sweetness.

He flicked them softly with his tongue, feeling them quickly rise up into his mouth. He let her settle, to relax, and then removed his fingers from her body. He knew she would want some more. He continued to kiss her neck, her shoulders, her back, lapping at her soft flesh. His tongue moved lower, into her silky hair. He could hear her breathing deepen. He could see the wetness of her inner labia. He could smell her sweet arousal. "Oh God Slut, you are so good, I will let you come!" he thought to himself. He moved his lips up to her throat, gently opening her throat. She would taste her wetness, know that he had let himself go. His tongue moved up her throat, thrusting forward, and he heard her gasps. He loved the way she smelled, the way she made him come. She was his slut, his cunt, and he loved it.

She would do anything he told her to do, to please him. He thought he deserved anything he wanted, anytime he wished, even in the heat of her passion. He would wait for her word, for her permission, until she asked for it, begging for it. He loved her new way of relating to him. It was a whole new feeling, something that he had never realized. He could feel her muscles begin to tighten under his tongue. His lips slid over her mouth, and he tasted her before he parted her lips. He ran his tongue over her throat again. She purred. He put his mouth close to her pussy, and he felt her quiver beneath him. He started to thrust his tongue in, slowly, taking his time. She began to moan, to grunt in appreciation. He watched her hips move up and down slightly, driven by his tongue, trying to follow the hand motions of his tongue. She was so responsive, he thought as he continued to thrust his tongue in, harder and deeper. "Oh, Oh, GOD Slut, Fuck me with your mouth! Yes, please!!!.