I have always known my place. I headed for the kitchen. Julie's Sunday lie-in when we hadn't got to get up for any reason was founded on a succession ...f cups of tea in bed. She claimed that she couldn't function without tea, but I already had my suspicions that she just liked the comfort of being brought a cup of tea in bed, and considered it a key part of being loved and cosseted!I've never minded. I like the feeling of Julie's body against mine as we chat, or just enjoy being together.. Finally, I darted one tongue around her right nipple, then caressed it with my entire tongue before engulfing as much of her breast as I could and starting full-mouth sucking. This brought moans of appreciation from Deirdre, who ran her hands through my hair as I repeated this on her other breast, while all the while I ran one finger over the nipple I wasn't using. I kept this up for a good ten minutes.At the end of it, Deirdre took my head in both hands and gave me a long, deep kiss with. The sting was wicked but quickly abated. “Don’t move, put your hands back where they were and push your big tits up, we are going to warm them up properly,” commanded Master Lionel sternly. I was almost in a trance like state and simply obeyed when Master Lionel added another twist to the torment. “Say a number and that is how many strokes of the flogger your tits will receive. If I think the number is too low, I will deliver 50 strokes. For every time you let go of your tits I will deliver. I stumbled back, almost falling and she stepped towards me with her arms outstretched. I thought she was reaching to keep me from falling down. But instead she pushed me again and I fell to the ground with a thud. Before I could move to stand up Diane pounced on top of me, impaling herself on my cock. She was squatting over me and began a wild gyration of up and down motion. On an upward thrust she threw her legs out straight behind herself and landed on top of me, with her hands pinning my.