I heard Paul groan with pleasure. I took in the other one and gave that a good sucking on as well. His balls tasted sour and smelt strongly of testost...rone. I wrinkled my nose.I heard Princess giggling delightfully as she enjoyed her power over me. A few minutes later she apparently tired of making me suck Paul’s balls. ‘Now take that thick cock in your mouth and get it hard and ready for me!’‘Yes Princess,’ I replied obediently. I hesitated a little, but eventually wrapped my lips around. Her eye caught one page, with a cute male model standing next to a blond, advertising jeans. Her pussy was already active and juicing, sitting next to these two cute guys, and knowing that at the end of her flight her Master awaited. She stared at the photo ad, and her almond eyes blinked rapidly twice, as she focused on the male model?s crotch. Her heart beating fast, she remembered her email exchange with her Master that his slut would hold his cum in her mouth all night if they ever met up. Her telling me about the pics was the start of round two. I whispered to her, "How would you like to get fucked? It will be your choice, missionary, doggie or anal. Whatever you want." Bernadette looked at me and had a devilish smile on her face. I could see the wheels in her mind turning and preparing a wild response. "None of the above! I want to be on top, cowgirl style." I knew one thing for sure, she had been talking to Desirae or surfing the Internet. Either way, it was cowgirl time.. For a few minutes, all we could do was look at each other. We both smiled, and she leaned down to kiss me. I ran my hands through her hair as we exchanged passion, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. Then I began to move my hands up and down her smooth back, down to her butt, and then up again. We stopped kissing."I want you, Jack. But I also want this to be mutual. Are you sure this is what you want?" Yes, Allison. I've wanted this for a very long time, but Derrick always interfered with.