Holly, doubtless, would have been flattered by the reaction her pics generated in the young man. Savouring each of the provocative images, in turn, L...ca’s sex organ rapidly traversed the confines of his loose track pants, almost to his knee.By the time Holly finished dressing, she was a little behind schedule. Not wanting to be late for her first date with Ben, she shimmed barefoot into the foyer. Scrambling to put on her black heels, she thought she heard something. She peered around the. However, Verity wasn’t sure about the fact that her friend had blatantly suggested that they embark on some phone sex together although Verity had to admit that the very idea had sent a zing though her body like a tongue being put on a battery. As she leant across to the coffee table and took a sip of her beer Verity thought “fuck it, why not.” Lying back again, Verity pushed a cushion beneath her head and closed her eyes, “Ok, do you want fact or fiction?” Verity asked. “Also, am I being the. Kristen was obviously in the shower, cleaning herself up after she had kept me up last night. She had gotten home late from work and pretty much jumped on me in the kitchen, demanding that her Master take care of her and was there anything she could do to please me. She was even more insatiable than usual, and I loved it. Anytime I tried to talk with her, I found a nipple in my mouth, or my head between her breasts, or the sight of her fingers trying to pry open her ass while she asked me to. Both my mother and I caught my father eyeing Rita throughout the day. We exchanged knowing glances. It was obvious that my father was smitten with Rita. Maybe I could use that to my advantage. Now that I knew Rita was as much of a slut as the rest of my girls sharing her with my Dad was in the realm of possibilities.I mentioned that to my mother when we were alone and she smiled in agreement. "I'll find a way of broaching that subject with him soon."I went home with Rita that night. I had been.