It usually started with us deciding to head to the bed room well in advance of sleep time in order to have play time. Getting him hard and ready for s...x was not a problem and I usually accomplished that by giving him a back rub and then transitioning in to a pre-sex blow job. When he was ready he would normally put me on my back, scoop up my legs with his arms, move the backs of my knees on to his shoulders and then mount me. As he moved in on me, curling my back up and lifting my fanny off the. She stopped kissing me for a moment and lifted up my top, to view my breasts as she held them.“Oh my!” she exclaimed. “Mike will go crazy over these! He’s definitely a breast-guy and he’s always talking about how big and sexy yours are. Mmmm….”With that her mouth moved onto one of my nipples swirling her tongue over it before suckling with firm but pleasant pressure. Her hand gently squeezed my breast in rhythm with her sucking. It was sheer bliss, and she moved from one tit to the other, then. Rachel screamed and then nodded again. So were here to do something Ive wanted to do for a while. Were here to teach you a lesson. Are you afraid? Rachel nodded soundlessly. You should be. Ella strode out of the room confidently. Rachel took her absence to squeal and struggle and look pleadingly at Will, trying to catch his eyes. He would save her, she knew he would. Will did not look her way for a second. He kept his eyes trained on the doorway. As Ella came in carrying a large tool bag, he. I'm not his wife. I just agreed to be his slave for a fortnight to raise funds for charity." I spoke the words boldly knowing the ladies in the surrounding seats would hear. Before many minutes had passed the whole coach knew of my status.Doreen tried to find out more. "What do you do for a living then?" she asked in a seemingly genuine way."Customer support at Henderson Insurance Company. We say we're call-girls." Possibly I said that a little louder as I was laughing. Doreen took it as a joke.