With my pantyhose removed, I felt free and sexy. Even though they pretended to be involved in their card game, I could tell I was interrupting their c...ncentration, even that of my husband of three years. It felt good to still have that effect on him. Since I very often dance and strip for my husband when I come home from trips, dancing for him and his buddies felt very much the same. And since my instinct was to free myself of my uniform, I placed my fingers on the top undone button of my. I tried to deep throat him but couldn't get it all down. I gagged slightly and backed off. I pushed his cock up against his stomach as he held up his t-shirt with one hand. I licked up and down his shaft and then flicked around his balls. Grabbing the base of his dick, I put him back in my mouth and ran my toungue under his cock back and forth. I sucked him furiously, jerking him at the same time. With my free hand, I caressed his sack and slid a finger up and down his ass crack. I tasted his. "Come on girly, get a move on, Aunty Kerry has a train to catch," Juliaswats my behind, which stings badly after last night, and then shoves aclean towel into my hands. 'Aunty'?, 'girly'?, No time to pick her up onit now and a hot shower does sound like a good idea.Steam pours out of the bathroom as I step out two towels wrapped aroundme, a pink one around my body and a smaller red one around my hair. Thatwas a good idea."Emma, can you step in here please?" I hear Julia's voice coming fromthe. To your cock, to her pussy, to both of your asses. And to your slaves, of course.“And yes, if you’re okay with it, they’ll join us. They’ve even decided to become slaves themselves. And yes, you’d have access to them, too,” Brittany admitted as she stood and kissed both of us rather hungrily on the lips.“What about your boss?” I asked Brittany.“Oh, I’m done with him. He made the mistake of proposing marriage to me and I told him flatly that I wouldn’t do it because I’m not cut out for his kind.