I took another breath and let it out slowly. I was tired. I wasn't sure I was up for a bout of sex. I really could just fade off to sleep. So much had...happened so quickly!Eddies tongue gently caressed the spot where he'd nipped me a moment before. It could have easily began a tickle but he knew the right pressure to use and instead it was relaxing. The things that man can do with his tongue! It traveled upwards and his nose pushed my shorts inseam up. At the edge of the pantie his tongue. Please, will you let me come over so we can talk about it?”“I think you’ve done just about enough today,” Mike spat into the phone.“Please! I need to make it up to you! Just let me come over!” Emma’s panic was evident. Mike could hear it as well but wasn’t convinced.“What you did was pretty shitty. How do I know this isn’t just another trick?” he asked suspiciously.How did he know? He didn’t, of course. Why should he trust her? Then a thought occurred to her.“Hold the line for one minute,” Emma. I don't deny myself sexual pleasure, so it wasn't from lack of sex. If my husband and I weren't that active, I just took matters into my own hands. It had to be because of my son. I was masturbating thinking about my son watching me do it. When I finally came down from the pleasures that were shuddering through my body, I slowly sat up. My panties were soaked with my juices. I slipped them off, and with them dangling from my finger, I started my way back to my bedroom. Then I stopped. No. Don't. He moved in for a hug and whispered to her “for the rest of the day you will help us get your husband drunk, we want him so drunk that you need our help to carry him up to your room. After that we will have some more fun. ok my little fuck slave?” Mark pulled back and looked Lisa in the eye and with a tear in her eye she nodded. Mark moved in for a kiss on her cheek and this time said “Prove you agree by squatting down and licking my balls”. Lisa was shocked as she looked down to see Mark.