I watched Calli entered a bedroom, she turned on the lights and head inside. I was still outside fucking Leslie and making her scream. When I heard Le...lie gasping for air and my dick moisten with her fluids, I picked her up, carried her to the room with my dick still deep in her pussy. When we walked in the room and Calli was in the middle of the bed, fucking herself with a dildo. Leslie asked me to grab something in the bedside table, I carried her and lay her to the bed, I opened the bedside. “Why isn’t your girlfriend here? I was hoping I could fuck her too.”“I, I forgot.”He parked the car next to the road and slapped me on my cheek.“Remember the second rule bitch!”, he said.“I am sorry sir. I forgot to invite my girlfriend sir.”“That’s better”, the man said and drove on. “To make up for your mistake you can start sucking my cock again.”I eagerly bent to his crotch, zipped open his pants and took out his cock. It was just as I remembered it, solid, strong, beautiful. I jerked it. She was driving me crazy.My cock ached in eager anticipation of what I urgently hoped Elizabeth would do next. Take it in your hand and stroke me! Silently she moved her face closer. My rod twitched. As if reading my mind, the young woman placed her fingertips on my cock and then gently glided them along the surface ever so slowly, inspecting the fine contours of engorged flesh and bulging veins. My hands let go of the pajama pants.“Mmmmm.” I hummed at the feel of her touch.Lifting my cock. “Bad slave,” Nathalie said and gave Zanyia a quick smack on the rump.The lamia’s pussy clenched down hard on my dick. I groaned at that sweet delight. Then she rose up my shaft, squeezing the entire time. Her pussy sucked at my cock. I groaned at the wondrous feel of her cunt.“That’s better, slave!” Nathalie said, her braided pigtail spilling across her cheek as she smacked the lamia again.“Ride him hard, slave!” Greta added, her pillowy breasts pressing tighter against me as she added her own.