” “And what do you need?” “I need to be fucked, Master.” In a flash, I felt the fingers slide out of my ass and I moaned at the absence of s...nsation. The straps removed and Mr. R and Carlos helped me climb onto the table. Master positioned me so that I was on all fours but tilted back like a frog. He pressed his cock against my ass and I leaned back hungrily until it slid inside me. I squeezed against him to stave off the orgasm that was already building. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mr.. You see the red silk gag tied around the back of her blonde hair, her head bent forward facing away from us.I glance at you and see your wicked grin. I walk you over to the large leather chair across from her and sit you down, brushing my lips against yours and then standing up.You gaze at the spread legs and pussy before you only a few feet away. I take a glance at the girl and then turn back to you.“I thought you might enjoy a new toy.”I turn and go over to the girl, straddling her lower back. The thing I spotted was that when Michelle was holding George's daughter's baby. Well, to the uninitiated, anyone would have assumed it was Michelle's baby, the likeness was that pronounced.It was the same kind of likeness that I'd noticed between the two girls and Beverley but I realised that Michelle's features that weren't Beverley's had obviously come from George. Whether Millie had noticed them in the past and decided to not mention them to me for some reason, I have no idea, although. "I didn't mean that, well they are nice there as well but, I meant they are soothing."The innuendo made me blush and my nipples grew even harder."I am going to cut the bread and get the potatoes out of the oven," I declared, eager to get away and hide my excitement."Need a hand?" Phillip asked."You can get the potatoes out for me, while I cut the bread," I answered as I walked into the kitchen.I started to cut the bread, unaware that I was obstructing the oven. Phillip gently placed one hand on.