My hands were locked in the cloth cuffs as if I were praying. I closed my eyes as Master nuzzled my neck and ran his fingers up and down my back. It f...lt heavenly. He began to massage my ass cheeks and then spread them. “I want to see how slave’s asshole is doing after wearing the plug today,” he said. I felt him run his finger along the outside of the opening and I relaxed as he pressed his thumb inside and massage both the inside and the outside of the opening. “I am going to fuck this little. Instead of shaking her hand Callaway dropped to one knee, took the little girl's hand and lightly kissed it. The little girl's eyes widened as she realized what he was doing.Then he said softly, "Miss Cartwright, it is truly my pleasure." Giving in to an impulse, he took the girl into his arms and gave her a light kiss on the lips. At least it was intended to be light, but when he pulled her close, she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed him and then worked her lips on his. Callaway held. I think she knew it too. nothing happened as she opened the door and saw me out. I headed home and she went back to her bed to lay down she told me later on. However, what happened later that day was something she wasn’t too willing to talk about I discovered. “Where are you going?” Summer’s mother asked the father. “Oh I’m heading over to the office and I’ll be back soon, alright?” he replied. He drove off, knowing exactly where he was headed. He knew why he was going there too. She left. Cyndi squirmed on top of me, pressing her own nude form down against me. Her breasts slid rhythmically against my flesh, we were both so covered in soap that we were incredibly slippery. Even so, Cyndi managed to keep a good grasp on my cock, jerking me off in circles. She knew just how I liked it-- that's what I did when I jerked off myself, like when I was watching Cyndi, which was often, believe me! I wondered if she'd watched me herself-- after all, the door to the bathroom was frequently.