As she sat down again my thumb crept into her tight passage just a bit."Oh! Oh MY, that feels - interesting. Not sure I like it, not sure I don't. I t...ink I can only handle one crazy-good thing at a time today. But we definitely need to explore this later!" Steph leaned over and kissed me hard. As she did so Stan's member rearranged itself inside her causing her eyes to roll around in her head. She sat up and leaned the other way and then came back to me. I watched her start to roll her hips in. ‘Is this what you meant when you said you wanted to get fucked?’ ‘No Master!” was his reply. ‘Do you like it?’ ‘Yes master.’ ‘Does it feel good, his cock deep in your ass?’ ‘Yes master.’ I then told the man fucking my man slave to ‘Cum on his face.’ He pulled out of ass, and began to stroke his cock in the face of my man slave and he shot his load on my man slave’s face. ‘Did you like that?’ ‘Yes master.’ I looked at my slaves and finally I told them they could fuck each other, first he fucked. The straps of your gown slowly slip off your shoulders and your gown rides down to your waist bunching there. The night's cold air touches your nipples making them hard and firm causing you to shiver. Soon warm hands cover them bringing new warms and comfort. You sigh with relief and ecstasy as they seem to rub them and massage them. A mouth kisses the lobe of your ear before trailing kisses down the side of your neck. The mouth stops where your neck meets the shoulder and you feel the grazing. I went to bed on Saturday, got up on Sunday. I must have got my things ready for school on Monday, because on Monday morning they were ready, but I couldn’t tell you when or how. I was in a complete fog.My first real memory is my sister walking into the kitchen just as I was finishing my breakfast.“Come on slowcoach, you’ll be late for school,” she prompted.“You go ahead, I’ll follow on,” I responded.She looked at me quizzically.“Suit yourself,” she said and flounced out.I finished my orange.