Once they were off, I spoke to Della, "Today, Sandra is your sub. Sandra beg Della for the privilege of being her dyke slut." Sandra was mortified by...the turn of events, but looked up from her subservient position and asked, "Della, may I please be your sub?" I scoffed, "That wasn't believable, you can do much better than that." She sighed too, but upped the ante when she got nasty, "Della, may I please lick your pussy and pleasure you like you have me so many times?" Della looked to me and. I was all over them, and it really helped in getting them to have an intense orgasm, and of course then I cleaned up, and went back to my closet."?"Your closet?" Ellis asked, taking a BIG swig of his Long Island Iced Tea.? You didn't get to fuck and you went to a closet?"?"Yes, I live in the closet much of the time...I don't need too much space, it just confuses me, kind of like a puppy needing a training cage...and no, I don't get to fuck anyone. Every ninety days or so Miss Holly removes the. Karen had the knowledge that her body was going to make them cum. She came, cum flooded her twat, and painted my fingers. Karen could feel the tension in my thighs as my cock stiffened in her butt. My fingers burrowing in her fuck hole were coupled with the shuddering of my rancid breath on her shoulder."Dirty little bitch." I hissed.Karen smiled at the words; she couldn't help herself. Karen knew they were not pleasant words, but she took them as a high form of a compliment. Worth more than. I talked to him and he was still interested. I suggested it to her and she was unsure about giving giving him a bj because she was friends with the wife. I suggested we have some drinks and maybe she could just kiss him and maybe let him play with her tits. She said we'll see and we started drinking and pretty hard. We got pretty drunk quickly and played around flirting and teasing in his back porch hot tub. She would sit on his lap and let him run her shoulders. He playfully slide his hands.