Then they slowly part. By now my cock is rock hard and ready to fuck. Walking over to my toy box, my cock swinging back and forth, I dig out my riding...crop and look over my shoulder at my huddled slaves. I’m going to beat the shit out of both of them. They knew better than to not be kneeling by the door waiting for their Master. I walk back over and walk slowly around my kneeling huddled property, the crop slapping the palm of my left hand repeatedly. I can see them jerk at the sound of the. "Who is that arrogant asshole?" snapped themother.However, she was not the only one seething with anger. Miss WilhelminaWilling Waxwell, mistress of a certain secret sisterhood known simply as"The Order" was royally pissed.Tugging on Superman's cape was a Class Z Misdemeanor next to really,really offending a Mistress of The Order. "First things, first," she thought. Turning to Mrs. Presscoque - who,unlike certain other people present, knew precisely who WilhelminaWilling Waxwell was -. Flowing hard, feeling the juices run down your crack. You know you are soaked and you don’t care one bit. And, yet the pleasure continues…inoutinoutinout…oh don’t let it stop. I want to be here forever. I am giving myself completely to my lover for his pleasure and mine. After an eternity, you become aware of the end of the toboggan ride of ecstasy. Eventhough the fingers are still doing their magic, the feelings of intense pleasure are slowing down every so slightly. You are no longer locked. I undid his belt and zipper and tugged his trousers and white pants down. His cock sprang up towards me and I took hold of it in my hand and started to tug him back and forth. I licked his helmet and tongued his foreskin. Then I started to suck him and play with his balls and stroke his bare, hairy ass. Someone came in to use the urinals but I just kept sucking and occasionally wanked him a bit. My ass was absolutely popping by this point. When he started to lose control of his breathing I took.