But he had agreed, in order to be with her. Obviously, Sue’s motive for insisting that her men use condoms, had been two-fold. She was intent on avo...ding pregnancy and of contracting some sexually transmitted diseases. One both counts she had been successful. But she never liked condoms. And, even with his relatively short time of exposure to them, Ernest found them even more disagreeable than she did. Besides, even in his more forthright self, he was still embarrassed every time he purchased. I couldn't remember ever being harder.I turned my head and saw that Millicent was laying next to me. I turned back to the girl and whispered, "Who are you and what are you doing here?" I'm Susan. I'm you and your wife's personal maid."She was moving closer to me but maintaining her grip on my cock. Then her face was right above me breathing on me. Then she kissed me, deeply. What little control I had slipped quickly away. I pulled her on top of me and ran my hands up under her skirt and. So I did, about 6 inches. The man opposite looked over to me, then back down to the floor. Jon obviously didn't get the reaction that he wanted so he lifted his feet up onto the seat, bending his knees and putting his feet as near his bum as he could. This meant that his dick and balls were very prominent. He looked at me indicating that I should do the same, so I did. My pussy and clit were staring the man in the face. I didn't see him look at me, but I could see his towel start to make a. Mistress is right there now, on her knees, having stripped out of much of her garments for the evening, slicking her fingers up with cocoa butter even as the same pain begins to build in my right breast. I look down, vaguely, noting a small amount of blood on my nipple. Feeling that familiar light headedness, I feel something …. Else, of a wholly different consistency, leaking out and running down the end of my engorged and distended nipple. Mistress applies her fingers and the pain is.