Last night I masturbated thinking about doing this with him, and it's been picking at my brain ever since. He doesn't waste one second, his mouth fin...ing my pussy, and I moan aloud. I wrap my hand around him, loving the warmth and wetness of his tongue on me, and put my lips on his tip. I suck him for a minute, tasting the sticky pre cum oozing from his hole. His head is forward, buried in my cunt, eating me with purpose already. God damn, his mouth feels so fucking good. His hands roam my. It's even less often I get to listen in on any kind of wager.... and I don't normally put my clients in a compromising position, but there is something about you. I thought if you were going to play a game with this gentleman here....,” nodding to me, “The least I could do was make sure you weren't taken advantage of.”“Ohh, so this is you being chivalrous? Just looking out for me?” Jill said, humorously indignant.“No! I mean... of course I wanted to see more of you,” Nick stammered.“Speaking of. Laura went from ass to ass, her flogger singing a sound of pain as it whipped across our pantied bottoms. Back and forth she went, whipping each of us. At times, she would stand between us and caress the pantied cock of the other as she concentrated her whip on the other. When she was satisfied, she bound Suzy and left her kneeling on her living room floor while she took me into her spare room down the hall. I felt like I was the prize slave and this made me smile inside. In privacy she. 'I went on to explain yesterdays events, omitting certain obvious details.'When do I get to meet her then?''This afternoon if you want.''I want.'The rest of the short trip back and the next hour were full of questions about Lucy. Where did we meet, how long ago, how old was she, what did she look like and many other variations on the theme.'Enough, enough, ' I cried holding my hands up in surrender. 'I never had these many questions from my parents when I first met your mother, ' I laughed..