Moan after moan flowed past my lips as my arousal level skyrocketed. I was so caught up in the moment that it took me a few seconds to realize she had...resumed the interrupted labial tongue massage. But that was the last thing I did before an orgasm exploded within me. FUUCCCKKKK!!!!! I bellowed at the top of my lungs. My body spasmed and without my lovers support, I would have crashed to the ground. Still, it was on shaky legs that I started squirting. Wave after wave of hot nectar shot out of. Zain was married, with two children. Seven years of marriage had made sex more of a household chore than for pleasure. His wife had become complacent in the bedroom and he couldn't remember the last time she'd attempted to look sexy in bed. Zain was mesmerized by this scene. This woman was deliberately role playing with Irfaan and Zain found this notion to be an absolute turn on. He was fixated on them and couldn't move if his life depended on it.Irfaan had taken off his shirt and his hands. My action in taking foreclosing action on the Winslow estate had been duly noted and had sent a shudder of fear through many of the local gentry, especially those who were in some form of debt to me, some had already tried to ingratiate themselves with me, the others preferred to pretend that I had not been seen.I did not make any great attempt to engage in conversation remaining a little aloof, but being very polite when I needed to be. After about two hours, I slipped out of the hall into the. ”Nina stepped close to Gretchen and quietly said, “To be bluntly honest, you didn’t find me. I walked into your gym by myself, and then handed myself over to you as your slave.” She gave her a lopsided grin. “But I won’t belabour the point, mainly because it might get me punished.”“Might? I think we’re well beyond ‘might‘.”“Yes, Mistress. Whatever you say, Mistress.”Gretchen wrapped an arm around Nina’s waist and pulled her in closer. She moved the arm down until her hand was cupped around one.