’ ‘Oh,’ I say, knowing what she’s talking about. I look past her, toward the road, for no particular reason. We stand there in silence for a f...w moments, then my eyes return to the cake. ‘Here, come inside,’ I say, holding the door open for Ashley. ‘Thank you so much for the cake. I can’t remember the last time, uh, anyone’s…’ Ashley holds the cake with one hand, and she places the other on my hand that’s holding the door open. ‘I thought it might be nice for you to know someone’s thinking of. Rachael’s soft lips had brought my cock to life until I shot a load of cum into her willing mouth before we shared a deep searching kiss.When I returned home on Friday afternoon Rachael greeted me in her usual state of dress – naked and was soon laid down, on her back, with her legs spread wide enjoying the effects of my tongue on her pussy lips and clitoris. As she calmed down from her orgasm I sat alongside her gently rubbing the inside of her thigh.‘Mum’s been on the phone, George is a bit. "Everything you need is in the fringe and all the implements are in the drawers and cabinets. You are to prepare something nice, as a tribute to your Mistress. If I like it, you may be rewarded with dinner, but if I don't, you stay hungry and you will be punished as well!" She walked to the doorway. "Ring the bell when dinner is served."Despite my chains, I was able to prepare a very nice broiled salmon, green beans, and salad. I set one place setting at the table; poured Mistress a glass. " "When I peaked my head around the corner this is what I saw; There were maybe a half dozen guys hooting and hollering, their junk already in their hands, waiting for a poke at Jaclynn. She was bent at the waist with her elbows leaning on the sink in front of her. Her dress was pulled down in front and pulled high up onto her hips all bunched up with some guy hammering away in her. Her tits were flying back and forth with each impact and a sneer of satisfaction was on her lips. Her knees were.