I finally came to a point that I couldn’t take a second more. Trisha’s face was buried in Jacqui’s pussy and I pulled her up and away, kissing h...r as she was grinding her pussy into Jacqui’s face. Ah, she had Jacqui's taste on her lips. While Trisha and I were kissing, I buried myself deep into Jacqui, getting a huge jerk of reaction from her. I pumped in and out of Jacqui while frantically kissing Trisha, my hands around her face holding her tight to me. I felt Jacqui’s orgasm as her pussy. "How else may I serve you, master?" and "Does master desire anything else from this slave?" were phrases that I would use with a client who seemed more interested in drink and conversation than in intimate services; "This slave begs to please you" or "This slave begs to be raped" would be more appropriate with a client whose gaze was drawn to my naked breasts and thighs. I also learned the silent, non-verbal but highly communicative signals that slave girls might resort to - lowering my eyes,. You take it and realise they are supposed to be pulled to the side. Placing it on me you pull them down easily rolling it on to me. Tossing the packet onto the floor, you climb back on top of me and tease back against me. This time the pressure between my cock and your pussy increases until you slide down on to me. Even in a condom your pussy is hot and tight on me. It feels so good, you start bouncing up and down on my length. As we kiss deeply your bouncing increases in tempo. I get in to. Allleiiooopppp..mm..ahh.Payal – offfff…Rishab……ahhhhhh…..pls leave my cunt….plz…ahhh.Payal – aahh…ahhh….I wanna suck ur dick..ahh….give me.aahh…give me plz…uufff….LUND DO MUJHE…AAHHH.Mein ne utha aur sab khulke ekdom nakes ho gaya….ahh….mera lund 9 ” khada ho chuka tha….uff. Payal ne jhat se mera adha lund muh me ghusa liya aur jor se chusne lagi….Aoopp aopp…..ahhh…..aopppp.. Ahhh…..me pagol ho gaya tha..aur jor jor se moan karne laga…aahh….yes…suck it ….ahhh…suck it Payal…uuf …! Bahar barish.