Yes!” I felt her spasm around me as I drained myself inside her.Susan looked back at me. “Sir, may I lick her clean, as she did for me?”I smil...d. This was going well. “Yes Susan, you may lick my slave clean.” I untied her hands and retied Michelle, then untied Susan’s feet. She slipped off the rail and knelt on the floor and crawled over to Michelle’s dripping pussy. Michelle could do nothing except scream her pleasure as Susan licked my cum out and brought her to two screaming orgasms. ’ she kept moaning in unison with each ‘…free fall…’, her lust running down my penis…fell flat on me drenching my abdomen completely… rested for few moments on my chest and rolled over panting in exhaustion… ‘…liked it…’I enquired… ‘…ummmm…’she smiled in ascent, and mumbled … ‘…thanks baavaa…Vinod won’t let me to come on his top…’‘…haven’t you finished…’ she enquired with surprise as I mounted her ….and gave herself completely…with a satisfied smile on her lips ‘…you are flooding me baavaa…’. . very, very hard." again came those soft hands dangerously close to my crotch. I wasn't sure we were speaking the same language."N-no ... no ... I shouldn't get involved ... I'm not paying you anything ... I'll just ... find a nice looking motel to drop you off at." She was visibly crestfallen - and still wet - in more ways than one."Ahh ... c'mon please ... just gimme one load! Just one load! Just give me a chance!" Her body seemed to flow towards me - and my pants were unzipped more deftly. Generally my girlfriends would feeluncomfortable about the picture thinking of it as indicating that I wasonly interested in getting them undressed and getting them to wanderaround in art galleries like Ellen Barkin's character did in thesupermarket in the film "Sea of Love".But, although I didn't know it at the time Victoria had different ideas.In Danielle she saw my anima, the woman inside me struggling to get out.Victoria was adverse to a bit of exhibitionism either.I noticed on the second.