”“Cool. Can I fuck you?”“Yes, Daddy!”Rob called the next day and got the address. He was in his personal vehicle, a 1985 golden brown GMC Yu...on XL. The man was wearing a red muscle shirt and grey sweatpants. He smelled of Pierre Cardin cologne.Tiffy greeted his guest dressed in a pair of black Lycra hot pants and a white training bra.“Oh yeah, baby doll,” remarked the five-foot-eight, one-hundred-sixty-pound man. “I’m gonna enjoy this shit!”“Me too,” Tiffy added. “So you’ve done it with a sissy. We were both enjoying the view when she finally noticed us. She just played at first. She pulled her skirt up just a little bit higher. Her hands moved across her breasts and hips. A little daring, real sexy, but not enough to let Bill know what was coming next.When her hands went behind her back and we heard the sound of the zipper moving relentlessly toward her waist, I thought Bill was going to fall off the couch. She somehow kept the front of her dress in place as she slid first one arm out. .." Our Master gave me a look and I nodded."Sorry, sir." I tried to look contrite.Lilah relaxed and smiled at me as I put my right hand back in Tom Henry's lap, deciding I liked feeling the boy's prick under my fingers while we ate our lunch. Lilah had the same idea, or maybe Mr. Reiser did, because she started rubbing him as well, and all Mercy could do was eat her soup and frown.It was a lot of fun and all my fault, to be sure. I'd have to make up with Mercy, but she was just as quick to. Letting out loud moans, she began to move her body with the rhythm of my tongue. Moans turn into screams as she nears orgasm. Screaming out, I suddenly feel her legs squeeze together. I quickly flick my tongue on her clit as she presses it down on my mouth. Her pussy juices cover my face as she came. Her toes curled, her body shook and anyone within a thousand feet could hear her come. When she came down off her high, she rolled over on to the grass. Just then the radio.