Elizabeth looked like a businesswoman. She also had two paddles and a riding crop in her hands. We introduced ourselves and Kathy invited her into t...e living room. Elizabeth sat the paddles on an end table and had me help her take off her jacket so that clothing did not restrict her arms. She sat down on the sofa next to Kathy, and had me knell down in front of her."You can call me Liz, and I expect you to follow everything I tell you to do." Liz told me."Yes I will, Liz." When was the last. ..”I scratched so lightly it drew moans out of her, right on the edge of tickling.“Mandy?” I said.“Um, it ... What do you want to know?” She whined as my fingers continued their dance on her back. “Please, don’t stop.”“Everything, my sweet. Tell me how you felt sleeping with your face pressed against my fragrant feet.”At first, she found it hard to get enough air to talk, and later the words wouldn’t come. She stuttered, sighed, and took a breath, trying to compose herself.“It was confusing,”. We seemed to get into a proper rhythm straight from the off, and going by the noises we made it was a mutually enjoyable experience.The sound of her parents arriving home stopped the fun, and as I struggled to get my poker stiff prick back into my shreddies I nearly did myself a mischief by zipping up my trousers in a hell of a hurry. Miriam just picked her knickers up off the carpet and stuffed them into my jacket pocket.Her parents were very pleased to hear the news that the wedding was still. My arms were pinned down as well. There was something that had a familiar fragrance over my nose, but something was tickling my nose. Something was tickling my dick too, and it felt damn good.Ah, that was Sue's sweet smell. I took a lick. Her taste too. She was kneeling on my arms with her delicious pussy directly over my mouth.As soon as I pushed my face into her pussy and latched onto her slippery clit, Sue gasped and gushed juices signifying her pleasure. The two mouths on my dick were.