They seemed to be focused on the movie, which unfortunately was now almost over. He increased the pressure of his toe on my pussy, and I began to rhyt...mically grind my cunt against his foot, raising my ass upwards and downwards by clenching my thighs. This had the added affect of squeezing my clit each time and I began to build towards a climax, a feeling I recognized from the same technique of squeezing my thighs that I used to masturbate sometimes when I was lying in bed. Just as I started to. Word spread, of course, and he quickly had a wait list for aides. Many would visit on their own time.When the demands became too taxing, he decided to limit visits from friends of aides to just one a day. Ahhh, the sufferings of abundance! What a curse. His female visitors had to pay a price to be with his highness. They were required to strip for him and do their best to make little Art salute. In return they got his boney, disease free, vibrating fingers in their pussies and asses. They were. I even pursued a little fantasy while I stood there: that he was doing this, not because he wanted to, but because he had to. He had lost a bet, just like the boys might have, and now had to satisfy it by putting on this personal, intimate little show for an audience. The thought was a real hottie, making my pussy lubricate and making me want to get my hand into my sweatpants pronto. But just then Patrick was coming his ejaculation thick, accompanied by deep, satisfied moans. I withdrew from. But Katy was anxious for someone else. Megan was out of the house for whole day. Before leaving she had said to Katy, “This will the greatest gift I promise which will serve both of us.” Katy was trying to make up what it could be? Just as she was thinking this the door opened. At out of nowhere a good 5 feet tall Alsatian ran inside and jumped on Katy and started licking her wet all over her face. Almost all were scared to hell. But then they saw the collar and the ribbon. The collar was.