A little of his cum dripped down to my lip and I snaked it in with my tongue, savoring the salty taste produced from a great fuck. It felt so good on ...y skin and was a welcomed climax to what turned out to be the best sex of my life.“Look who turned out to be a good slave.”“I still wasn't the best sex I've ever had.” I still had to be a bitch, its kinda in my nature.“I doubt that, slave. I have half a mind to fuck you all over again, but I have other things to attend to. If I catch you acting. I looked down at my body and was embarrassed to find that I still had my breasts covered, but I was using my fingers to rub around my nipple. My other hand was buried between my legs. When I looked up at them again, they were moving toward me. "Wait a minute," I said. "What are you doing?" Mary came to my right side while Jim reached my left. Each took an arm and backed me up to the table. As my hips came in contact with the edge of the table, I lost my balance. My feet came out from under me. On reaching their home I again helped kavita to bring my friend to his bed and while returning she came to see me off at the main door where I suddenly turned and hugged her very tightly and even she hugged me so tightly and we were doing it for last 10 minutes or so. I was pressing her and her breasts were pressed hard to my chest and we were smooching and our tongue were playing their game in each other mouth. My one hand was on her ass while other was on her bare back and squeezing her ass. Jon also bought me 3 pairs of black Lycra tights to wear with the sweaters. These took some finding as Jon wanted them to be all the same thickness right up to the waist and thin enough so that they were see-through if you did any more than glance at me. When we got home and I tried them on I felt strange at first, I hadn’t worn trousers, leggings or tights (only stockings) for almost a year. They took a bit of getting used to; Jon told me that they were only to be worn when I was going to be.