I watched her as she strolled in. She wore a light t-shirt and a pair of tracksuit bottoms. She wore no bra and her young B cup breasts looked perfect...y round and pert. I could just make out her nipples which seemed to stand out quite a bit, perfect size in my opinion. I watched her ass all the way into my living room. She put her book down on the desk where my laptop was stationed. Mind if I get a drink? She asked. No go ahead, I replied having to concentrate on her young breasts which seemed. As I mentioned, there were twenty or thirty of them in the line, so it took a while. Some of them walked around from my cock to my lips, but others waddled over me on their knees, the moist of their pussy sometimes touching parts of me. But I gathered that the protocol forbade excessive pussy contact at this phase.It was apparent after maybe fifteen or so of them had conducted both portions of the ritual that the girls were jilling themselves in line before they got to me, as they started to be. Master places his cock at the edge of my pussy and I try to hold still but the temptation is really hard to ignor. He pushed back and I threw my head back. He took my hair and wound it around his hand, making me moan with pleasure. He begin to drill me. My pussy milking his cock as he slid in and out. I wanted more. He turned me over and spread my legs as wide as they could go and slid back in to the hilt and I couldnt help but squeal with pleasure. Master stopped and looked down at me,. He told me to jerk his cock while he jerked mine and we jerked off each other watching milky boobs and pussies one of those aunty was his neighbour she was about 40 and she had a nice figure we watched her bath and then another aunty came near her and massaged her boobs with soap i was in heaven watching this and he told me that she used to come to his home for cleaning and she like girls more than boys he had seen her soaping his moms body in sexual way and she enjoyed it. He said he seen.