" His costume consisted of course brown trousers, torn ragged at the ends. A tan shirt that could have come from the Elizabethan era went with it. And...a collar. A well-worn, brown leather collar. The clothing had been expertly tailored to his measurements, so everything fit perfectly. He dressed, and his driver took him to go pick up Bethany."Oh, I hope this goes well..." Bethany thought to herself as she saw the car pull up outside her place. She fought down a few tummy butterflies, knowing. " Jordan's response was sort of a humming sound around my cock. I took that to mean 'yes'.Now that Jordan had my cock in her mouth, I needed to get to work. It didn't take me long to get my tongue working on Jordan's pussy. The taste was delectable and as she started to get aroused, the smell was even more so. I could sense I was getting near so I redoubled my efforts to try to get Jordan off. At the last minute I put one of my fingers into her pussy to get it wet then gently pushed it into her. It sprayed up and fell on her cheeks, splattering on her high, firm, ass like paint onto the canvas that was her rear. She purred and giggled at the hot feeling of it, milking him for all he was worth and in the crescendo of it, stopped him. A tight lock around the base of his shaft with her fingers stopped him short of his high build up and she had to cackle at the rush of power she was learning to love. He groaned against the gag and she relented and released him to release. After he had. He dropped a sausage in his mouth and swallowed it with hardly a chew. As he devoured another sausage, he spread half a stick of butter over his steaming pancakes."Thank you," Alice said. "I think I'll be doing more cooking from now on. I kind of miss doing it." Great," Mark said, stuffing a stacked wedge of dripping pancakes in his mouth. His cheeks bulged as he chewed."Everything all right, Shawn?" Alice smiled at him."Fine," he said, giving her a polite smile as he carefully sliced his.