It took me a moment to realize he’d picked me up and was carrying me somewhere. Back to bed? No. He gently sat me down on the nearby wicker sofa, an... spreading my legs, he knelt before me. When his tongue began to delve into my heat I fell back into the cushions, pushing myself against him. Oh, he knew just what I liked! I caressed his hair as he pleasured me, our eyes several times meeting briefly before a wave of orgasm would cause mine to involuntarily close. Biting my lip, I tried to remain. In a matter of what seemed seconds, he stood naked having been skilfullyundressed by two pairs of satin-gloved hands. Next his hands were cuffedfirmly behind his back and a pair of pink silk panties were stuffed intomouth, crammed shut and secured with a stocking mask over his head butnot before his eye mask had been removed.In all his life, George had never been so aroused or afraid. Had he notbeen erect, he probably would have wet himself.Before him stood Barbara and Joan, the latter dressed. “Watch as I play with my pussy,” gently whispered his mistress as her legs were opened as far as they could possibly go. He could see her juices slowly dripping down her skin and pooling around her pinkish-brown asshole. His eyes were darting from her open pussy, a gaping hole waiting for his cock, and her anus, incredibly tight and irrestible.“Oh Mistress, please let me masturbate with you. Please Mistress, I beg of you to let your slave pull on his cock as he watches you play with your. I’ve always heard that ghosts are supposed to feel cold, she thought. Meh, just another pleasant surprise. He took her hands in his and held them for a moment, then lifted them to his mouth. First he kissed the back of her hands, then his lips moved sensually to her knuckles. Finally, he opened her hands and held them palms up, licking one, then the other, from her fingertips to the end of her palms. Erin gasped. She had never known this was an erogenous zone, but then nobody had ever done it.