Kimmie clung to my arm, her red hair in pigtails, matching June and my wife. That was another protocol I had active at the house. A test one, somethin... harmless to make sure it was working. “I just have to go shopping,” I said as we entered the fellowship hall. “Need to buy some parts.”“More tinkering?” she asked.“Yeah,” I said. “It's going great. But it'll be a few hours. We can skip Sunday evening service.”“Yes!” June said, grinning for joy.As we passed through the fellowship hall to say our. With a smile, I drank all of it.She told me that I was her slave and I will do whatever she askes or else she’ll punish me. If I behave like a good slave, then I will get my gift soon. Even I was enjoying it as it was something very new for me. I said, Ok.Now she detached all the tape and untied my hands and leg. She told me to go the bathroom and lie down over there. I obeyed.She came and sat on my face and started to pee in my mouth and made me drink all her pee. Then she put her ass hole on. ”I – “Your pussy is too wet. I need to fuck you now.”I entered into her in missionary position and she shouted softly. After a few minutes of fucking her, we changed our position to cowgirl. She was bouncing like a doll and her boobs not moving because of firmness. She was moaning “ahhhh… fuck me… fuck me hard, yeah….”After few minutes, I said that I was about to cum. She said, “Please, don’t come in me. Let me jack you off and you can spill all over my boobs and body.” I stood up and she held. When she bent, it was directly in line with us and the thong she was wearing left very little to the imagination. The fabric had worked its way up between her pussy lips and there were wisps of hair on both sides. I winked at Stu and we both looked back at the sight greedily. She seemed to have a lot of trouble lining the ball up right, as she kept leaning further over the table. Her partner had been on the other side of the table during all this but whether it was the expression on our.