You felt the mattress sink down on one side of your head as a knee came up onto the bed. Then the other side sank as the her body swung over you. The mattress springs creaked in protest - she was obviously much bigger than Mistress Fire. The next breath you inhaled was a pungent mix of sweat, sticky pussy, and stale ass. That was your last breath before her body pressed down on top of you. You weren't sure exactly what part of her was over your mouth, but it didn't matter. You pushed your jaw open and extended your tongue. It was time to make good on the promises in your letter, and lick your way to freedom.

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