Please.’ I step forward and your hands wrap around my cock. The surface is slick with your juices and your hands move rapidly up and down my shaft. ...s you reach the head you squeeze quickly before sliding back down. I move my hips in time with your fingers. You can feel the throbbing and know it is time. ‘O gawd,’ is all I can manage as you feel my cock pulse in your hand. The first pulse is followed by a rope of cum that lands at the top of your breasts and in your cleavage. The next one. "Oh they're definitely yours." he grinned.Lucy smiled..."No they're not, they're mothers!"He stood upright and his brain was trying to work out her words, put them into some kind of order, put them in an order that he could comprehend....then in a flash.He sniggered and started unravelling the soft white garment in front of the crowd. They weren't the type of panties that any eighteen year old would wear, they were bigger than that. Not a thong, they were full at the back. Not stringy at the. Kajiri, as men (albeit despised and effete men), had rather more rights, and could indiscriminately be addressed by name or as ?boy? by their mistresses. A kajirus also generally referred to himself in by his own name. However, like their female counterparts, they could never refer to themselves in the first person. Lady Tismyna snapped her fingers, and the ginger girl followed her with quick, short slave-steps through the curtained screen that separated milady’s bath from her. She moaned and grabbed the edge of the table as I stepped inside her rucked-down tights.I spread her snatch wide with my two hands, took aim, and punched in hard. Her warm tunnel was so tight around my cock, I stuck there in amazement. I pumped her slowly to enjoy the sensation and she started moaning with each stroke. Her pussy juice was slick on me, and foam was starting to ring around the root as I slid in and out of that little hole. A tight twat must go with tiny tits. I pushed her t-shirt.