I always wonder how the women can swap positions and I stay clueless as to when and how.I slipped from between the ladies, almost in slow motion, got ...ut of bed, and hopped to the bathroom. My main ladies weren't home and my peg wasn't on the chair next to the bed. I had been spoiled by their attention.I found my peg in the closet, so I put shorts and T-shirt on and was going to make coffee before I went outside. Hands reached around to push firm breasts and nipples against my back as I tried. He brought me hard down on himself, smashing me down on his whole length, pressing himself deeper and deeper inside of him. My body pulsed and I lost myself in the orgasm, feeling my entire body lock up, the deep pressure rising and pulsing through me, trying to hold him in place as he kept his impossible strokes. Deeper, quicker, caressing my clit and lips at each stroke. My orgasm spread and was suddenly all that I felt, and I screamed for all that I was worth. So lost was I in my scream that. Told them how he was their property. How aroused his beauty and youth made them. How they were going to use him. How they were going to enjoy making him cry. Things of that manner. Taunting.A little while of enjoying this, and then they made him lie on his back. They tied his wrists and ankles to the bed posts. Sings of yesterday's restraints were clearly visible on his skin.Restrains were an important aspect of what the call the Art, the philosophy behind the use of young sex slaves. A central. She told me, “you made me happy and now, I am going to make you happy”.Then, I said let’s make each other happy. So we shifted to the 69 position. Damn, it was so hottttt. She licking mine and I licked hers. I was about to cum and so was she. Then we synchronously burst together, cumming in each other’s mouths. It was so hottttt. We came all over the bed. We were totally exhausted now and so we thought to give it a rest for a while.Then, we grabbed drinks again. Both of us were still nude and.