And when he judged that she had reached that point he would put his reading aside again, then simply snap his fingers at her again and make a perempto...y gesture towards the front of his pants.Oh, she loved this part, maybe best of all. She had always pretty much enjoyed performing oral sex on her husband, though most of the time a large part of her mind was still at the office. But being ordered to do it as a slave, naked and on her knees in the living room, was a different experience. Perhaps we have one of her former slave boys out there who would be willing to purchase her?" She felt someone prod her slightly, asking her to turn around slowly so the audience could get a good look at her. As she turned, she started to lose her balance on the tiny stand, the man asking her to turn caught her, his hand sliding between her legs and pulling her back up. As she fell, one of her breasts popped out from her bra. She heard a chorus of cheers from the mostly male audience, started. "I teased some more, "Was that because she using them to steer your mouth where she wanted it?"He punched me in the arm and said, "Jack you know I don't kiss and tell! Now I'm tired and I'm going to sleep."He tried his best to get comfortable but the bastard behind us kicked his seat when he reclined it. He stood up gave the guy an evil eye and I thought the guy was going to shit his pants. It wasn't long till he fell asleep and I thought about the dream of Russia I had on the Rear Admiral's. I finally shot my load into her, and let her down so she could breathe. She gasped for air as I lay down between them. This time it was Mary Kate’s turn. I said, since you’re the good girl, I’m going to introduce you to this gently. I pulled out her gag, and she begged me not to rape her. I covered her mouth with mine, as I gently ran my hands over her breasts and up her legs. I pulled down her tights and rubbed her pussy. Then, she bit my lip. That pissed me off. I slapped the crap.