‘Help me put it on boys’ she said, standing so we could admire her shapely form. We both helped her attach the strap-on to her waist, me tightenin... the two buckles at the back, he fastening a strap around each leg. Finally she stood there smiling, her breasts high and proud with an eight inch black leather cock protruding from her groin. ‘Lick it boys, make it wet’. We both set to work licking and sucking that beautiful dildo occasionally sliding our fingers between her legs to rub her juicy. But just looking at her kneeling down so obedient makes me wet,“ said Lena, drinking her mojito. “Good mojito slave, well done.““Thank you, Ma'am,“ replied Lucie.“Let's see how wet you are,“ said Chris, talking to Lena. “Stand up, stand in front of me.““Yes, Sir,“ replied Lena, a bit confused.“Here, good, now spread your legs slightly and put your hands behind your head. Good, pull your elbows back to be in line with your shoulders. Good, just right. If you want to drink the mojito, command the. Below, Kathy's husband watched his wife's milky-white flesh quiver as the lust- maddened animal lapped wildly at the teasingly open slit. This perverted stimulation was driving her insane and she squirmed forward so that the snake-like thickness of his tongue could give her greater and greater pleasure. She was willingly now rotating her naked white buttocks up against the animal's hotly burrowing snout, seeming to drown in the weirdness of the obscene unnatural act. The slavering dog lifted. “Now, what kind of host would I be if I didn’t entertain you?” he said, a dangerous glint in his eye. “What?!” Laura gasped. She tugged at her restraints, but of course they didn’t budge. All she succeeded in doing was jiggling her breasts enticingly, and Jan didn’t miss the show. “You heard me.” He crawled over to her and pushed her legs apart, and then knelt between them. “No way, Jan,” she said stonily. “I don’t want you to touch me. I’ll do whatever you want me to do to you, but I.