. TIFFANY YOU SLUT YOU ARE GOOD FOR SOMETHING!" she shouted. Itwirled my tongue around her clit and suddenly......."OH GOD!!!" Mistress Tara arched he... back upwards as she orgasmed, herjuices soaked my mouth and chin, she pulled her legs off me reached intothe draw by her bed and threw me a tiny key! the key! the key to mychastity device!I grabbed it and with fumbling fingers unlocked it, it fell away as mycock (small though it was!) grew hard, I breathed a sigh of relief andlooked at Mistress. Why you do not join us, Sylvia asked.This was getting whacky and we were embarrassed to remove our clothes. Adam started stripping and went to the side of the bed, Sylvia told Karen to take him into her hand and wank him off as she licked her wet slit. That was it I stripped off and I went behind Sylvia and began lapping her wet snatch. She was so wet and my tongue jabbed against her opening she squirmed and reached back pulling my face hard against her beautiful ass. On the bed Adam was. As I looked at her I saw her eyes flit downwards quickly to glance at my crotch. I heard her take a sharp intake of breath as she saw my cock momentarily spring up from against my body, free after being trapped in the folds of the covers, to point straight up at the ceiling, before it fell back against my stomach. I expected her to scream and run out of the room now, but she just stood there in silence, her eyes quickly darting between my face and my erection. I saw her cheeks begin to flush. The nails were bright red. I hurried over, feeling a number of eyes on my bouncing breasts. „Yes, Ma'am?“ I enquired obsequiously. The face was old enough and hard enough for that form of address. Though I've been slapped often enough for making a mistake about that.„A large pernod, with lots of ice, slave,“ said the woman. „At once, Ma'am.“ I hurried off. I felt male eyes on my bouncing buttock cheeks. What did it matter? Had I not, hundred of times, exposed myself in every possible fashion..