After about an hour I went down to the common room. I walked around in a vest and boots. I saw Brad fucking some young guy and knew his night was al...ost over. I smiled. I walked around and finally found what I had been looking for. The girl in the collar was standing naked before me. She had been written on with a marker. Whore on her forehead. Slut down her right thigh. Cock sucker across her belly. I smiled and she said my master said you can have me for the night but he wants to. As she gently ran her fingers around his balls she felt the head of his cock become as hard as she’d felt in the bathroom. She loved a cock that responded to her and was so obviously ready for her. As much as he wanted to lick her to climax, Jamie wanted to feel himself inside her. He eased their bodies over, so she was on her back and with one final long lick over her clit, he kneeled up, turned to face her and straddle her. He reached out and kneaded her breasts, pausing to pull. ." Well, Candace is just instigating..." But then they watched Rick disappear and Candace's eyes pop -- then pop again as Rick rose beneath her."She just got a dose of her own medicine, it looks like to me!" Toby insisted, his fingers massaging Jean's crotch."Toby..." He was REALLY going too far..."Shhhh! Let me have them!" Toby insisted."I -- I..." But she watched Beth turn sideways in Lon's grip, throwing her left arm over his shoulder. Lon's left shoulder dipped, and it didn't take a genius. I'm apathetic about Valentine’s Day, but I wondered if the ‘K’ in question was my friend Kate, and she was throwing a party.I opened the message and quickly realised this was definitely not Kate's handiwork. The email was headed with an image of a Venetian mask, below which was the question ‘Be our Valentine?’ followed by a date, time and location, given simply as ‘central London mansion'. I kept reading down the page, taking in the ‘seductive’ dress code, and the requirement to wear masks to.