I want to fuck you again tomorrow, if you still want me.”“YES ... I hope we can all fuck at least three or four times a week. I knew from the way ...ou were sucking a come from me, that I was going to LOVE fucking.”“Get up and sit on my cock and fuck yourself slow and easy until you feel my cockhead slip inside your pussy – then get all you want.”Jan was behind her, and as I looked between Jen’s thighs, she was close enough to stick her tongue out and lick my latex coated cock as it made contact. To my surprise it slid down, but then I remembered all the times on the punishment bench and with the gags. At one point I had wondered if they were getting longer. I guess they had."Fuck yeah, what a throat! Ahh, here it..." Suddenly he jerked up and his spunk started to jet deep into my throat. Part of me didn't want to, but involuntarily my own cock tensed and within its nest in my crotch started to jet into my knickers.As he caught his breath I slowly lifted myself up, disgusted at what had. As the Earl walked in they were assaulted by the noise of people walking and talking. There had to be several hundred people in the room. It was obvious that it was most of the nobility from the surrounding areas.Looking around the women noticed one thing immediately. All the people in the room were very attractive. There were a few people who were maybe in their mid to late forties, but most looked to be in their late twenties to earlier thirties.But they were all very, very attractive. If I wore something with a skirt, and that showed off my small cleavage, then there was no doubt. I could also wear a slightly padded push up bra, if I really wanted to make the 'I'm a chick damn it' statement. Most of the time, I didn't care whether the people I dealt with could figure it out or not.So the game began almost on time. I sold my sweater, my tee shirt and my jeans to the bank for 3000 chips. When I sat down I was in the chemise and my plain cotton bikini panties. Sylvia sat on my.