A young servant girl brought us something sweet and delicious to drink, and as it soothed my throat I found myself, once again, in self-gratification....Fondling my tits, tweaking my nipples and rubbing my clitoris I soon brought myself to orgasm. No one said I couldn’t pleasure myself.As I continued to frig my own cunt I could see Sawitree doing the same to hers. The look on her face was one of total bliss as we knowingly gazed into each other’s lust filled eyes. A series of roiling orgasms. She really looks so adorably cute, all done up, like a littlebeauty pageant queen, at beauty contest.Then Mrs. Miller said, "hey girls do you think we should enter Jenniferin one of those beauty pageant contests? I'm pretty sure she could winfirst place looking like that"The girls once again started in with that girlish squeal saying,"Oh wowwhat a great idea."But Mrs. Spears stepped in saying, "Hold on girls. I think we should waittill after the play and let Jennifer decide if she really wants. An attendant was standing by a golden placard labeled “Suite Three” in old English or French script. The door was opened for her and Cathie, with Amber in tow, entered. The tastefully decorated room had full-length mirrors on three walls, a loveseat, a large armchair and a small polished and elegant mahogany clothes rack near the door. Amber looked around and let out her breath. “Whew!” she exclaimed, “Mrs. W!” she was at a loss for words and Cathie chuckled as she seated herself. She removed. I felt somebody get behind me and it was Michael. He started handling my boobs and whispering things into my ear. He told me I would be a black man's property the rest of my life and that all I would want was to be a cockslave to the real men. With Derrek's bbc in my mouth pumping me hard I was in heaven and thought maybe Michael was right. I sure wouldn't ever turn this down! Then Michael started telling me that the real show would start later, and that this was the warmup. I had no clue.