Ginny’s little nasty girl persona was still fully engaged.“How was your orgasm my dear?” I ask.“I think we all enjoyed it”. She grinned sly...y not elaborating further. We had a simple dinner and glass of wine. Ginny’s charms were admired by many of the diners as well as a very attentive bartender who also waited our table. He kept checking on us availing himself of a frequent view of Ginny's bare breasts which she readily offered down the open front of her dress. Wanting to get in at least. Need breeding. Orgasm. Want breeding. Orgasm. This repeated over and over. Tomiko woke on the kitchen floor. She couldn’t tell how long she had been out. The clock on the stove showed 10:12am. So at least two hours. Bruno wasn’t around either. She stood, wobbled to the hall mirror. The collar said “ongoing.” That training session was so different from the others before. The feeling of having no control was liberating and the sex so much more intense. She wanted more of this type of. Her hands were tightly gripping the front edge of the couch, between their legs."MMMM... MMMM..." she breathed heavily.She was trying still to watch Ross and Monica, but the room was swirling around her as her orgasm was teasingly close. She wanted it. She wanted to cum, and Chandler's dick was the thing that would bring her.Suddenly, Rachel went over the edge. She groaned deeply, and ground her cunt hard against Chandler. She wanted to rub his hard rod against her G-spot, over and over. This. She waved at me smiling and sat down watching the little girls and I play. They were so intent on beating me, none of they had spotted their schoolteacher, Ms. Johnson there.The last game, their faces showed their determination to not let me win this game. They were diving and saving the ball from ground hits, passing and trying to get the return past me, but to no avail. I succeeded in scoring 9 points while they only managed, 4 points."Game point girls, get ready to get naked!" I laughed as I.