I noticed the smell of her hair. It was subtle, but fruity and warm. Then, I immediately became aware of the thunderous need in my privates.A small gr...an snuck out of my lips, and I think Stephanie heard it.God, I needed to masturbate. I needed to relieve this pressure and immense desire punishing my aching cock and balls!We parted, but Stephanie stayed very close to me. I could tell she wanted a kiss.Mistress' instructions were to make Stephanie enjoy herself and have a good time. If she. He kept a steady pace. She wiggled her bottom and panted. He pulled her hips harder and went faster. She cried out, arched her back, and her body shook. He pushed hard and held himself in her, grunting.They lay together and appeared to be going to sleep. That is when I realized the flaw in my plan. I needed to stay in the closet until I was sure they were both asleep. If I ever did this again, I’d bring a stool so I could sit while I waited. My legs ached before long. It was over an hour before. Cleaned up, he looked like any regular guy, minus of course the bruise on his cheek."Now that you are dressed, let's sit down and talk a deal," I said, motioning towards the bed. I sat down on the edge of it and he did the same, facing me as I spoke. Sarah and Freddie lingered away from us, trying to stay as neutral as they could. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wallet, removing a gold credit card from it's sleeve."Do you know what this is? It's a credit card. More importantly, it's. Look at the blood on Bill’s dick!” I was so embarrassed; I slid backward causing Bill to come-out of my pussy. Not cum out, come out. Bill had fought off orgasm after orgasm. Now I was satisfied, but exhausted, embarrased, and ready to take a break.Monica got a wash cloth and lovingly washed Bill’s dick clean of my fluids including my blood. “My turn,” she announced as she took his hand and guided him to a vacant and dry portion of the bed. “Come to Monica, my love.” Bill, that horny.