Serena's tits hung just enough for Jaime to rub her pussy against the swaying mammaries. “Mmmmm, suck on those nipples baby. Take them! Take them in...your mouth.” Serena moaned enveloped Jaime's nipples into her wanton lips. Her tongue and teeth working wonders as gasps became high pitched grunts. Jaime took Serena's jugs into her hands and started rubbing her pussy against them. Serena's head bounced more. I could see Jaime's flesh pillows bulge as Serena was being smothered by those wonderous. I can always call time out, right?" Nodding, Mel said, "Yes, if you do that we'll stop immediately. Taking a deep breath, I said, "Okay, let's do it. You're right. If I really am going to become more adventurous I have to be willing to try new things." Mel placed the collar around my neck, fastened it and attached the leash. While Mel was doing that Amy stood up and walked into the closet. A moment later she returned carrying a horse whip. She stood next to me smiling while she slowly tapped. I started to open my mouth but Aunt Jean was quicker.“I’m moving over here so I can see the wine list too.” She said as she moved around to my side of the booth. It was just wide enough to fit two people comfortably. Confused about Morgan’s welcoming statement, Aunt Jean sat down next to him and he dumbly gave over for her to hold the other end of the wine list.“What will you be having tonight? Beef, chicken, fish or pork?” she asked me. My mind still dwelling on Morgan’s statement didn’t. .. huh. I don't know whether to thank you or be mad..." Sharon's expression reflected the conflict."Um, it's not as if I had a choice. Or even like I was the first. Or..." Yeah, yeah, yeah. Enough! Where is he?" The Media Room. Do you know where it is?" Across from the study?" Sharon asked. The Wench nodded. "Thanks."Sharon turned back toward her bedroom, and the Wench followed. When Sharon shrugged out of her nightie and grabbed a pair of pants, she asked, "You're dressing?" You and I have.