Like his stiff cock, bristling with blood and fire as she continues to drive her hand upon it steadily, Aya can feel the rest of his body awaken, sudd...nly re-energized and alive. This is her doing. She shifts a little on her knees, moving in closer, seeking to claim her reward. Aya breaks from the kiss. With less patience and more deliberateness now, she tilts her chin down and covers the head of his shaft with her lips. She massages her plush buds around the dome with a pulsating rhythm,. She wouldn’t ‘tell’ me anything anymore. She confessed that for now, she envisioned herself my slave, my vassal, or just my thrall. I could probably have her do any number of wonderfully sexual things, even degrading ones, but with power comes responsibility. I didn’t want to get carried away with our new and fresh relationship. I did, however, want to have fun with it.I was able to relax enough to fill Janey’s wish and started my stream onto her breasts. Just before I was done, she took me. Her thighs are just brilliant, then trimmed black pubic hair and very good well formed ass and good tits.“Kiss me baby, kiss me, kiss me,” she demands with her tongue poking out.That touch is electric as we tongue kiss with five women watching as Lorraine feels the weight of my cock in her hand.“Magnificent, love your cock, you are just magnificent,” she tells me loud enough for the other women to hear as I lick and kiss her nipples.I am very aware of the five women watching as I lick my way. Henry opened the shop door after seeing her approach and asked how he could help her. Lori was craning her neck to look past him into the shop. Henry stepped sideways to block her view. She smiled brightly up at him. “Hi Henry! I just baked these and wanted to bring you some,” said Lori handing him the little basket of warm cookies. “What are you doing in there? I would love to see your workshop.” Henry’s eyes devoured her slowly, from top to tasty bottom. He weighed her request carefully.