Suddenly he stopped, pushed himself away from the wall and stripped off his clothes. I started taking mine off but Billy stopped me, he took my shirt ...n both hands and ripped it off me, next went my jeans, then my lingerie. I was so incredibly horny that I was shaking. He put his hands on my hips and heaved me up onto his huge muscular shoulders, he walked towards the couch and tossed me onto it, my arse hit the couch and Billy’s hands were all over me, squeezing my breasts and nipples, he. My Mistress cares for me. This I know. She shows it in how we communicate when not in play. She shows it in how she pays attention to the things I want and love. She shows it by pushing me farther than I thought I could ever go. With each touch of Her tongue, I feel Her passion and Her care, Her desire to heal what she gave me.Of course, I feel it elsewhere. My Mistress has but to look at me to send my cunt into warm tingles and to make my buttocks clenching. Today is no different. She licks my. . fuck... me... hard...”And Paul did just that. The room was filled with slapping noises, moaning and intoxicating scents. My cock was about to explode. Suddenly, Paul grabbed Sylvia's hair and pulled her head back, gently.“Smile for the camera, sweetheart,” he said with a dark laugh. I froze again as Sylvia's eyes opened wide.“What? How long are you...?”Paul interrupted her. “Long enough for not letting him join the action.” He laughed again. “Come here, man. And you, Sylvia, be a good girl. “Really, what are you doing?” “Just getting my chapstick.” I turned and looked at his bemused face. I knew it was time. I stepped directly in front of him, then sat on his lap. The movie was coming to an end. He appeared to not have any idea what to do with me. His hand wrapped around the back of my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. His lips crushed mine in a heated twist of open mouths and silky tongues. Once I broke the kiss, his hands found my hips, pushing gently. “Let’s go.”I nodded my.