"Here it comes!" I yelled.Mandy pulled off of me with only a slight bit of gag just as the first shot landed on her extended tongue.Chloe moved around... Mandy laid off to the side and I sat up as another shot landed across her nose. More cum poured out of me as Mandy continued to pump my organ. Chloe stood stock still while recording the thick and creamy load that Mandy accepted.Once I was finished, I sat back on my hunches. My turgid cock stood out from between my legs. Chloe panned down to. "Right that's it" she yelled "you're going to get a hiding that you will remember for the rest of your life. Get back on that spot for another twelve" The slave moved back to the strapping position wanking his cock for all it was worth. Mistress was in such a fury he was now dead scared of what she was going to do. Since, by arrangement, orgasms signalled the end of the session, his only way out was going to be shooting off in front of his Diva, web cam and all. For one brief moment his. It's just the package, the thrill of doing something bad, and the pure nastiness of fucking someone who doesn't give a shit about her. It puts her into slut mode and believe you me, they all have slut mode. It's wired into their DNA. It's harder to activate in some women, but they all have it.Like I was telling you before about my preference for your plain-Jane little wife over the hot chicks I run into. Pussy is pussy guys. All women, every God damned one of them has something going for them.. Sara looked forward to this change of venue, and had even bought a little red dress. It was the slinkiest thing that she had ever owned. When she tried it on the silk hugged her every curve of her body. It was the kind of dress that needed no bra. The back was cut low to her waist and the skirt of the dress ended at mid-thigh. She had to admit that this dress was something else, and when she saw Greg later that night, he thought so too. His eyes, roved appreciatively over her body. The club was.