The room was very smelly; the most punkie smell. Johnnie could not misjudge it. Smell of the male semen of course. Perhaps this room was used for the ...ay activities only. WTF! Johnnie noticed that all curtains were also drawn and it was making the room totally dark and almost scary inside. He knew, there must be a light switch near the entrance in to the room and he reached for it but a very deep and strong masculine sound ordered him not to do anything, he was not asked to do. This was scary.. But, I kneel in thebathroom and use my tongue to clean the toilet seat, as I'd beeninstructed.Once I am finished I will begin to prepare for Master John's returnhome. He works locally in a corner newsagent and works long hours, so heneeds looking after.And, I do so love to look after my Master.He left for work after inserting my butt-plug that I wear to be ready toservice a man. And I wear it with dark hold-ups and black hipsterpanties. I shave all over, bar for my blonde hair which is now. She was not just looking, but staring at her great body. Jean was wearing a bikini with a Brazilian cut. I wasn't sure if Jean saw what I did or not. Jean came back from the pool and I told her just what I saw. She said she had not noticed but would keep an eye out. A couple hours later we were getting hungry so we went to get some food. As we were walking away Jean looked back and caught Kristina looking at her backside. Kristina quickly looked away. I would imagine she did not want us to know. She was wanting to cum again. She took her hand and started to massage herself as she flicked and nibbled on Lisa's swollen clit. Lisa was now grinding her pussy into my wife's face. The tormenting wet licking kept on and she heard the lewd "slurp-slurp-slurp" of her tongue licking against her most secret parts even above the wild pounding of her heart. She screamed, "Oh god yes, Don't stop. Make me cum." She had begun to feel them... little wisps of forbidden pleasure beginning to swirl around.