“do you want to make me come?”He nodded, biting his lip.“then fuck me here, too.” she pressed a hand between her breasts, and he groaned, pres...ing his face against her neck, hiding from everything that had been and was being revealed, moment by moment. She thought it was over, that he would give up, but he surprised her.“holly, holly,” he whispered into her hair, his thighs forcing hers wider, hips grinding. “beautiful, amazing, wonderful, glorious woman…”She flushed—her whole body flushed—as. The hostess smiled as Master and slave approached. Therewere a dozen or so steps up to the lounge and, of course, the dress rode upa bit as i walked up the carpeted stairs. ?Wow, you do have to be careful wearing that dress,don't you?? the hostess said with a big smile. ?A little bit, yes, Mistress.? i said and returned her smile. Again it feltstrange to call a woman slave's own age ?Mistress?. The lounge is rather dark so i know people could see that the dress is veryshort, but i don't think. After closing the little box and putting it in his pocket, Joey told Abigale’s husband, “I am going upstairs to join Abigale. See to it that we are not disturbed while we are having sex and before I am finished with her.”“I will see to it,” Abigale’s husband obediently replied.Joey then went upstairs to the master bedroom. He found Abigale lying on the bed, nude, and said, “I have some new information to tell you, but first, I am going to fuck you doggy-style.”“I am here to serve and please you. I wanted to tell Sue that I loved her. Emotions were running on eleven though and I wanted to be sure that I meant it with all my heart. It was still Program week so it had to wait for the future. She knew it too. It was hard to hold it all in.“You’re beautiful, Sue.”“Even with my little boobies?”“Oh stop it. They’re not little. Nothing about you is.”Sue giggled.“Let’s not go there again.” I said. “About sizes, okay?”“Okay.”“But we can still talk about boobies, right?”She hit me.“Ouch.”“You.