Ask your master if she wants you to please her.

“If you want me to please you, all you have to do is tell me, Master.” You bite back a smile. The feather tickles your buttocks, and then drops to the ground. The Lady is now so close behind you, you can feel the silk of her dress, and the tips of her breasts graze your bare back.

“I have heard things, and I’m curious. Turn around, Rashen.” You obey. The Lady licks her lips, then places her hands around your **** waist. “How is it done?”

“Allow me.” You whisper, waiting for the Lady to nod. She does. You smile, and run your rough hands up the Lady’s sides, pausing to gently rub her nipples through the silk dress with your thumbs.

The Lady gasps slightly, moving closer. Her breasts are large, and fill your hands. You stroking them and then untie the bow around her neck that will grant you access. Thinking twice, you advise her. “You might want to lay down for this.”

She moves quickly to the sofa, sitting down eagarly. You walk over, but instead of sitting next to her, you stand in front and take her hands. She looks confused, but then you drop to your knees, spreading your master's legs apart.

“Rashen, Rashen, What are you doing?”

“This will get you dripping wet, my master.” You say, running your hands up the insides of her bare lady’s legs. You pull the dress up, inspecting your master’s pretty little cunt. Her pussy is well trimmed, small and pink, and you know exactly where to lick.

“Oh. Oh...” The Lady gasps, then shudders, and begins to moan as you slide your tongue over her clit, then in and out of her pussy lips, opening your lips to give her a big wet suckle. A gush of juices reward each swipe of your tongue, sending the Lady into a squirming convulsion.

She is rhythemic, her breath ragged, and you brring her close to climax more than once, but hold back just before she cums. The third time you do this, she grabs the back of your head and your hot mouth hovers above her pussy.