Shirley's grin turned into a laugh. "I'm sorry. I think I was trying to talk myself into another go with you."A final variation on the hypnotic orgasm...theme was to try to keep Shirley close, but not quite achieving orgasm while I licked her mercilessly. This experiment lasted about ten or fifteen minutes until Shirley pulled on my hair and asked me to stop."What's wrong?" Do you remember what you told me about that hand job I gave you at the movies?" Um... yeah. What about it?" Do you remember. Her eyes fluttered as she tried to swallow the creamy substance as fast as she could; she ended up holding onto his butt with both hands as she finally found a way to breathe again. Charlie fell back onto the couch with Rachel still attached to the end of his cock sucking away. Their audience was silent, all the boys holding their breath waiting to see how fast the couple would recover. At last Rachel raised her head and smiled in triumph at Charlie; she then rose to her feet using his cock. ‘Jake called me,’ Mark told her. Ashira swore under her breath. ‘It could be mine, right?’ Mark asked. ‘Yes Mark, it could very well be yours,’ Ashira said. ‘What do you want?’ she repeated. ‘To come and talk,’ Mark answered. ‘You’ve said all you needed to say. If it’s yours, I’ll let you know,’ Ashira said before hanging up on him. The phone rang again. ‘Damn it Mark, leave it alone,’ Ashira snapped. ‘Is that the wayward fiancée?’ Ashira froze as she recognized the voice on the other end. ‘How. "Yes, Master," she panted heavily. "Well then, shall we see how wet we can make you then?" he growled again and resumed spanking her. This time with her ass properly warmed, he made the swats harder. She began with another ten hard swats giving her a second or two between each, just long enough for the signal to get to her brain and get processed. "Ohhh Master," she said as she felt the fire in her ass spread. She also felt another fire, one much more pleasant, spreading too her nipples became.