The video cameras were in operation, and I kneeled there looking at the group of women, feeling a sense of distruction I could not describe. The Madam...came in and stood over me and pulled me by an ear so that I straightened to her painful grasp. She wore tight brown leotards, and a white blouse, and half heels. _______________________________________________________________________________________ Diedra was wet and this slave had angered and perplexed her for some time now. She gloried in. She pumped with her hand and slowly wanked him, their tongues now pressed against each other again, swapping spit. Her other hand moved to the waistband of his boxers pulling them down impatiently, his rock hard cock leaping out again. She looked down at her prize, letting out an excited sound she moved her hands back to it, one resuming her tight hold on his shaft the other now cupping his balls. He groaned again as she squeezed gently, now pumping at him, she removed her tongue from his and. I didn’t feel cold. I felt warm and at home. “Seems like your pleased to see me too,” Jayne said, pushing her crotch into mine and then without warning slipping her hand down deep into the back of my jeans right between my cheeks. “Taste me,” she whispered. And there it was. I had heard those words in dreams over the years but never thought I’d hear her say them again. “Are you going to taste me?” she asked. Jayne had always loved oral sex. I remembered a holiday in the south of France when. It was quite obvious he wanted to play, but I needed to make sure, so I moved over slightly so that my leg was touching his, and turned to show him my cock.He finally turned his head and just stared at my dick, so I took the opportunity to take hold of his in my hand. I gently stroked him with one hand and pulled him a little closer. He was a similar height to me so my dick was at the same level as his, so I took both mine and his in my hand and rubbed them together. He leaned in and kissed me,.