We had a drink, and we smoked a bit. We were talking about her, about me, about life and we were just in the kitchen as she was looking for something ...o eat. That's when we came back to the living room. Before being back on the sofa she said: “I would like to kiss you, can I?”We were standing together between the kitchen and the living room. In a few seconds she gave me the impression that she wanted much much more. I start descending my hand to her ass, directly her breathing changed, it. "Vicky could feel herself on the point of orgasm again."That's it," she said, "I'm going to come again. I'm really going to come again. Suck harder. I want you to suck harder."Vicky could feel that Beatrice was sucking just as hard as she possibly could."Oh," Vicky moaned, "I'm really going to come this time. Even more than I did the last time? Can't you feel that? I can. I can sure feel it."Vicky felt the come gushing out of her. That's the way it always comes gushing out of a horse, Vicky. I would be down in the "mancave" working on some shelves if they needed me for anything. Megan asked if she could use the computer since it was kind of a drizzly, dreary day. I told them that was fine, but no adult sites! At this time, I would like to introduce you to the "players" in this story. Megan, as I mentioned, was 12. She was a red head, fairly tall for her age (about 5'2" - which was actually taller than her mother) with an average build. Megan had started to develop womanly. I must have looked like a mess as I stood there against the wall naked and covered in sweat with my hands cuffed behind my back. He entered the room and walked over to me to begin unlocking the cuffs. The relief was beyond words. They discussed how the club was closing and everyone had to leave. I had no idea what time it was. The three guys quickly got dressed and were leaving as the African man (Master) came into the room. He joked with them about how he should have made them pay.