“Yes, absolutely,” replied Kelly. “My friend Puttana even gave me one thousand dollars to convince me that we will be safe here, and that we ar... the boss of whatever happens tonite. So, half is yours, of course, and James and I split the other half. I know that Puttana and her husband would consider this pin-money, a trifle.” “Then we accept whatever is to come, Kelly. It is on you from now on,” said John, giving his Toy a slightly furrowed brow. Led down the stairs by the butler, the four. "Love your butt plug. How does it feel?" I am asked on my return. Although I know these girls pretty well, I also know that My Lady always wishes all conversation to go through her, so my answer is short. "Good." Come on, she wants us all to have fun, especially you," I am told as one hand grabs my cock, pulling me towards her. Another tests how tightly the butt plug is being held inside me. "You need to loosen up. Bend over my knee."I eagerly comply. Her knees separate enough for me to bury my. I am a man after all. As a last defiant gesture, I put three of my old Polaroid roll film cameras onto the table. More to fill space than anything else. The cameras had been converted to shoot modern film. Not the Polaroid crap, but real film like for real cameras. It was just ten times as large as what you had in your 35mm camera. I used them to make my artwork.The morning went as I expected. Nobody stopped at my space. To be honest nobody was on the streets at all. I could count on my fingers. Well aware of the fact that the other flatmate is not home this weekend, once we closed the door behind us, I held her by her waist and started kissing. Grabbed her huge ass over jeans while kissing, kneaded and patted them softly.I took her tops off and start unbuttoning her jeans and taking them off in the living room itself. Seeing her matching transparent lingerie, was sure that she dressed up for the occasion ;-).At the same time, it was already midnight and I had not had my dinner..