He did not want to turn into a red-faced, embarrassed fool when he saw Taylor. Nor did he want to spring an immediate hardon upon his first glimpse of...her. Ultimately both of them succeeded at keeping their desires under everyone else's radar.Inevitably the time came when Taylor and Jack found themselves unexpectedly alone. Taylor and Tommy's father was outside working on the lawn. And out of nowhere their mom announced that she was taking Tommy to a doctor's appointment, which he claimed he. The master looks at the group sharply and says, ?Now, we can get on with it. Lie down on the table, girl, so I can get you all clean.? You silently thank God for it being me and not your tormentor doing that part of the ritual as you oblige. You look up and see me dismissing the mistress and finally you are free of her. I attach your leash to the bottom of the table and strap your stomach down, not tightly but enough that you could not possibly slide out even with effort. ?Don't. "Yes, BEG slut I want to hear my sissy-slut beg!" he hissed in my ear as he was now slowly pistoning his prick in and out of my ass, and my worthless as gyrated to rise up and fully meet each and every thrust. Finally, I wrapped my booted thighs around him and was using my spiked heels as spurs, flailing at his flanks, to urge him to augment the intensity of his thrusts.My degradation must have continued for a half an hour as my Master verbally abused me and explored my little titties and. Mandy bent over again to shoot and once again we had a fine view of her awsome tits. She shot well, made her ball, and decided to reclaim a top. Instead of putting her bikini top back on, she grabbed my sleavless T-shirt and put it on. Every time she would lean over a tit would peak out of the shirt. The turn went around a few more times, and Mandy lost and reclaimed her t-top a couple of more times. Nick and I had our shirts on and off and I think I lost my shorts briefly. Eventually we came.