<strong>New Orleans {continued}</strong><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">My tongue flicked Kate’s clit, teasing it and curling under the hood then it darted into the hot depths fluttering around the sides as my hands kneaded her firm ass.<br/><br/>The taste is very nice, sweet, and different as I feel her tremble and almost fall. My hands on her ass hold her against my lips as she keeps her balance.<br/><br/>The hands in my hair tug me up, as I slide along her body. Her lips hungrily press to mine as our tongues duel and dance letting Kate taste her own sweetness in my mouth. The hands on my breasts squeeze and knead, fingers pinch my nipples making me gasp and moan into Kate’s hungry mouth, pressing against her as her hands begin roaming my flesh. <em>“Yesss like ThataaHH”</em>Her Tongue feels like liquid fire as it traces down my neck, over my breast then licking around the nipple. I tremble from the sensation, pleasure and giving in all mixing as Kate bends then slowly stands.<br/><br/>I can see her eyes both the silver and natural one as she leans her forehead against mine. Something in them with a dawning awareness, not only of us but of the past, even a bit scared even now. It’s as if she had for so long denied things, buried them and finally she could see them. As she loops the belt around my wrists, I lift them giving her better access and telling her without words that I accept. My lips curve in a smile as I can see her eyes widen a bit that I seem to understand her better then perhaps she does herself.<br/><br/>My voice is soft, sensual, honey sweet as I whisper. <em>“I am yours this night, mistress”</em></span>