“You don’t know how I had to resist going down and joining Dan to lick your pussy clean,” Vicky admitted.They relaxed, taking several sips of th...ir drinks and talking. Dan sat between his two lovelies as they enjoyed the activity in the room. Angie looked on at the various coupled fucking, giving blow jobs or sexy sixty-nines. What was beginning to increase her curiosity was the sight of two women having sex.She glanced to Vicky and her full tits, imagining her nipples in her mouth. Vicky had. The hall. There was nothing overly scary about it, just a long, empty hall. There was no way out, that wasn't even scary. She knew her Master wouldn't leave her in here for too long. Still...... it all depended on how angry she had made him.She sat down on the ground and thought of her master. She wanted his hard cock. She wanted to hear him telling her to cum. There was so much she wanted, and her pussy grew damp. She could still taste him on her tounge and she savored that taste. Remembering. At this point I was thinking god I hadn’t put the SUV into drive yet. But are faces were only inches from and we just stay there for a moment looking into each other’s eyes. Her deep brown eyes were just looking through me. Then with her free hand she grabbed the back of my head and pulled it into hers. Her lips were electric with their touch. They were soft and full but they sent a volt of electricity through my body. My body when stiff at first thinking was this really happing. Then once I. I pointed out the window, “And she’s topless again”. “I wish she keep her top on, she’s ancient”. Amy laughed. “You’ve to do the laundry” she shrugged her shoulders and as she was leaving the room, she giggled “You can wash your own sheets”I went back to my computer, but my moment had been ruined. I heard Amy in the shower, so began reading my book. A while later Amy came back into the room with the laundry basket, she was now wearing her trade mark black leggings and a strappy vest tee shirt..