"It turned me on."She grinned again, and I leaned over to push my lips against the leather string of her necklace."I like this," I admitted. "It's not...hard at all." I kissed her neck and the lobe of her ear, and then I found my way back to her mouth.Between kisses, she said, "It's your turn, now."A shiver went through me at the thought of what this experienced woman might do. She shoved the coffee table out of the way and positioned me at the edge of the couch cushion, my back against the back. Actually, on everything. But part of it was I knew... I knew something might happen. No, I knew it probably wouldn't, but I knew something had happened, probably in a previous cycle. I didn't know what, or how I knew that. But I didn't want to take any chances. Not with my girls. I thought of something else."Promise me also that you'll never let Amy go to a party alone, and that you'll always remind her when you go to one to watch out for spiked punch. Ok?" I realized I was acting and sounding. So… I’m good!”I kissed him and he kissed me back. When I leaned way forward so I could do that his cock fell out of my cunt and some of his cum flowed along with it. I lay down beside him.“That’s really something,” daddy said. “You taking care of yourself that way. I’m very proud of you.”I cuddled closer. My head was on his shoulder, my breast against his arm. I let my hand rest on his cock. For a few minutes, we just lay there, and then his cock twitched. Well, it wasn’t exactly a twitch, but. Drool coated Mistress Lauren’s cock and began to slide down Luke’s chin, dripping on the floor as Luke’s face was used and abused.Once she seemed satisfied, Mistress Lauren withdrew her cock from Luke’s mouth and throat. Luke coughed up more saliva, creating a small puddle on the floor in front of him.“Such a messy little cock slut you are, slave,” Mistress Lauren said with a sadistic smile.Luke enjoyed being Mistress Lauren’s little cock slut more than he expected and felt a small flood of.