Now I have to say I have never been one who could hold her liquor and after four glasses of white wine I was feeling very good, and relied on my frien... Tim to keep me from falling over in my high heels. He did not seem to mind and once when I stumbled into him, he propped me up by cupping my breast in his hand. I let out a low moan to let him know that I did not mind. He smiled and from then on most of my body was open to Tim. At one point we had wandered into a corner. I was talking to a. ”She snorted. “Sorry, but I couldn’t help but get a little dig in, dumbass. Don’t worry, there was never any chance of us falling in love while she’s got two dudes wrapped around her fingers. It was just sex ... really, really, really great sex ... but no more than that. Despite desperately wanting to, I didn’t even ask when or if we could do it again, because she’s got more than enough complications to deal with right now.”“Well, I’m glad to hear it.” He couldn’t help but remember Kathryn’s. And no I will not punish you for touching that nice little pussy of yours... That would be giving you what you wanted, wouldn't it, slave," Mistress purred, her blue eyes melting my very soul. "What would you like me to wear, Mistress?" I dared to run my fingers down her cheek absentmindedly. "Hm I'm thinking you should wear that black and red corset... I acquired for you last week... with the matching... undies and nylons," my mistress kissed down my jaw and neck, her hands running in small. The sensation of his hand on my hot rod in combination with dad’s groans of appreciation drove my throat and mouth into a most ferocious suck. “Ahhhhhhh” I heard from above… and I felt something warm and viscous hit my tonsils…and then I tasted it. My God I loved that taste. Like your first beer your first cum load is always your baseline for comparison. Somehow I let myself slip off the seat and found myself on my knees trying to drain every drop of that sweet jism out of his slippery cock. .