We went to one of the rooms upstairs. That floor was not used and cameras were not present. She got on her knees and unzipped me. Didn't waste any tim..., her red lips covered my cock. She started swallowing me like a lolly pop. She edged me and grabbed my balls. Stroking me each time she sucked on it hard and deep. I can feel her mouth and lips inching me all the way down. Her tongue massaging my shaft as she pushes my cock down her throat. I noticed her finger between her thong fingering that. Joe indicated the speed to which to move and I watched him lick his fingers and start to massage mom’s clit. Together, I was finger fucking my mother and Joe was rubbing her clit. Her hands were moving faster on her breasts and I watched her chest move up and down as her breaths became shorter and faster.Mom’s moans became louder and although mom rarely swears, I heard her spit out, “Joe, your hands feel so fucking good,” and she then began giving instructions… a little to the left, faster…. There were four privileged women, who had private suites. Davina was one of them but who the others might be she did not know. Then came the ordinary women like herself who slept in a big dormitory and did nothing. Bottom were the serving women who wore smocks and were servants. None of them ever spoke and she wondered if they were dumb. The eunuchs controlled all that went on and were ever watchful. In the first few weeks, Laura was whipped only once more, for trying to masturbate. After that. We're not even at the cocktail party and you're worried about how you're going to be fucked without having a pussy! Talk about planning way ahead! Who says you're going to get fucked!”. One look at my raised eye brows and she laughed. “Oh ok, I admit the way we've dressed you, that's a reasonable assumption to make!”. Michelle was laughing as she squeezed my hand with warmth and affection. “Darling, I'm told you're very creative and solution orientated. Let me give you some tips...hands and.