It was a huge split-level affair. On the main floor, where we entered, was a foyer, kitchen and living room with a huge fireplace. Upstairs I was show... 6 bedrooms. Each and every one had three or more beds in them. On tables besides the doorways were bowls of condoms. Two massage tables were also present upstairs. WOW! Near one of the two bathrooms was a spiral staircase going down to the lower level. In the lower level was a dance floor, bar, sitting area, locker room, and gigantic hot tub. I. She placed her hand on my knee while talking and it instantly sent a shiver up my spice and made my cock start to harder. The more we talked the further her hand was moving up my thigh. I was pitching tent at this point and she looked down and noticed. She whispered in my ear asking if she could touch it. I said absolutely and she began rubbing my cock on top of my slacks. After a few minutes I couldn't take it any longer and unzipped my pant and pulled out my fully erect cock. She. ”Her fingers thrust into my cunt for a moment. I gasped as she wiggled about in me. My toes curled in my sandals. She felt so good. Then she ripped them out, and I heard her sucking on her digits, cleaning off my juices.“You are such a liar, Lasla,” the queen purred in amusement. “Go grab one of the flails. I’ll teach you to use it next.”I wasn’t lying. But I didn’t say it. I could control myself. I was in charge of my lusts. A master of them. I reached the table with the flails. There were. I don't think I ever felt so good since John said he wanted to marry me. So that was quite experience to say the least. I think that could have been the best sex of my life. “Well, I'll let you guys go to sleep now. I think we're all ready for some shut eye” Jeanette said. “OK sweetheart, give us a kiss first,” John replied. Then she kissed both of us once. “I love you both,” Jeanette said as she grabbed her clothes. “We love you too,” Both John and I replied as she was at the door. Then she.