A mug working in Vikinoy drunk pussy, somewhere in a cozy little room that we kindly provided. It gave me special pleasure to constantly scare me that today she would make me lick her with all honest people, for example, on her birthday, while she loved to go into details - she said how she would take off her pants, sit on the table, spread her legs and call me to work and defense, which I will have to do with the stunned guests. She said that she would somehow do this at school, for example, at a big break in the dining room, would lower her jeans and let me dine at her crotch. Or just make her fall and kiss her legs in public, with my and her friends, kiss passionately and selflessly ... To be honest, it was these conversations that scared me the most, because sometimes, usually in a drunken state, Vika hinted to me that she wants to do so, she is imperceptible to the environment, but she obviously spread her legs a little for me, pointed to her groin with her eyes, licked her lips, made a stern face, generally sternly tormented me, but because once she would directly and loudly demand something like I, of course, I am not insured was When sometimes I stayed overnight with her, Victoria did not allow me to lie as young people usually do, that is, she demanded that I should be positioned so that my crown did not cross the border beyond her vagina, so I had to lie so that my face looked either her vulva or her ass, and sometimes it came to the point that she declared that today I would have to cobble at her feet. It was still good if we slept on a large parental bed, where I occupied a more or less tolerable position and, under a blanket, in total darkness, with my head sandwiched between her legs, I brought her to a long orgasm for a long time, after which I was allowed to sleep in that the same place where I was, and my dream usually came late, because my hot breath on her vagina, after my righteous works, inflamed her again and often I had to do her genitals three or four times. It was worse if we regaled on her bed, which did not differ in size, and Vika, knowing this, pushed me to the bottom, to her legs, where I, wrinkling, curled up in a bundle, tried to settle down so that my body did not spread further her heels. In this case, I was served as a pillow by her hot, sour-tasting feet, beyond which my expansion was strictly forbidden. What to say about the fact that in the absence of a bidet, but considering that after each urination, and the “big share” it is necessary to wash, Vika made me sweat over my pussy smelling urine or my feces-giving ass. What to say about doing the lessons, eating, reading a book, she liked me to lay my nose on her feet at that time and kissed them obsequiously, not stopping for a second until she finished. What to say about how she liked to lay me on the floor and stand on my face with all her weight, crushing my skull with her lovely legs. About how she, when we returned from the guests, wildly suddenly wanted to pee, immediately filled with a new idea, drove me to the garage, ordered me to fall to the ground, then lowered my narrow pants and panties, fell on me with my ass, then lifted her and pee dilated, flooded my whole face, neck and upper part of clothes. I think you should not mention that this procedure was put into service by her and rarely was there a day when I didn’t break the hot yellow jet in my throat that flooded my face and planted salt on my lips. She began to like this to the point that quite often in the immediate vicinity of the toilet, where a ceramic friend was appealing, she just took me by the withers, led me to the balcony, put me between my legs and wrote, deliberately quickly, so that I did not have time to swallow, choked declaring beforehand that if even one drop falls on cold concrete, I will have to get it straight from there. Otherwise, of course, it could not be, and emptying my bins into me, she silently pointed to the concrete floor, where there were a lot of yellow drops, which for about ten minutes I collected with my mouth and lips.Sometimes she arranged a day of beauty when I helped her bring her, beautiful, to perfection. One of the points of such assistance was my position below, at her feet, when she, for example, lazily watched TV, where I carried out the so-called “heels,” sucking the last often for about an hour, in order, to put it in her tongue, they acquired the necessary softness and silkiness. Another such item was such trifles as manicure and pedicure, which I soon learned to do quickly and professionally. Often, Vika forced me to cut her pubis, where the vegetation was quite rich, besides, I had to do it with small scissors, which made it often stretch for an hour, and then more, besides during this long-term courtship of her crotch, she could be wildly aroused and put my lips into my crevice, where I, plowing about now short hairs, except for putting out a fire in her greedy vagina, collected my mouth with prickly black hairs that stuck in my teeth, stuck to the palate and language than you called for some discomfort. The most dirty thing here was “chimney cleaning”, when I was hustling in her anus, trying to climb my tongue, as deep as possible, where, as she said, “only you climb.” The final stroke, which was clearly confirmed by the presence of Vika’s rich imagination, was her next drunken idea to walk me like a dog when she presented an ultimatum to my refusal, where she announced that if not, then everything was over between us, after which I obediently I knelt down, allowed the collar to be fastened on, and at half past eleven at night we went for a walk, during which I prayed that no one would meet us and the Almighty would hear my prayers. 6. How it all ended ...

In fact, this is not over, and to this day Vika is my Mrs., although a lot of time has passed and we have become adults long ago, we sometimes part, then I find another passion for myself, however, soon we return to each other friend, because we no longer imagine what we will do without each other. Somehow Katka visited me, at the beginning Vika allowed me to periodically caress my first Mistress, however, she soon restricted this right of use, forbidding me to please the last outside of my presence, and after Katyna narrowed her rights even more good treatment of her, vikinu flesh. It ended with the fact that My Lady was seized by a keen sense of property, which forbade me to caress anyone there, but somehow jealous of Katerina, with whom I had nothing after the ban, without hearing any weighty evidence from me of innocence, she mocked at me, forcing me to satisfy her orally 5 times, while each time it was getting harder and harder, as a result, after the third time, which lasted about half an hour (!), I, with numbness from fatigue, prayed mercy promising never anyone do not appease, except the master body of Victoria. I only broke the promise once, when Susanna, who I hadn’t seen for about a year (she left school), looked at me and we sat with her in the kitchen for about three hours, she told me about her life, and I sucked my fingers her legs, caressing the inside of the feet, then made her furious cunniling and with her wet face from the discharge was also severely fucked. After we met several times in common companies, where we behaved officially towards each other.

Vika remains my Mistress to this day, on my insignificant person I feel all the lust and lowland of women's desires, as well as the richest Vika's fantasy, which is embodied thanks to my slavish obedience. It seems that I love my Mistress, and she loves me, by the way, I hear her sharp heels knock wonderful shoes on the concrete floor of the entrance, my Mistress hurries that she left the city for two days, and therefore did not see me, and therefore her activity Pussies are currently comparable only with a volcano frenzy, just before the eruption itself.My parents went to the dacha for the weekend, and therefore I anticipate a crazy night, the echo of which is the resounding sound of heels, on which my dear heels are based ...