. and yes me and Pam went fucking crazy that day.. her pussy was tighter than my GF's and I loved her for it . Full laced satin white basque and smal... net stockings with fluffy high heel bedroom slippers.. She sat and we fucked, I fucked her from behind, I lay strong arm over her and fucked her , and more than I want to tell.. she giggled like a teenager and sighed like a woman in lust.. I sucked her clit till she was crying for me to stop and looked me deep in my eyes when I rock fucked her. "You don't really think you can do anything magical, do you?"I looked at her, realizing she had written off all the sensations I had given her last time to just being horny."Well, I'll just let you decide that. How about... For the next hour, every time someone snaps their fingers, you'll have a small orgasm." Oh, and I suppose if it happens, it wouldn't be just a simple matter of post hypnotic suggestion of some kind." Okay, how about this. Instead of you having an orgasm, the others will have. ?We can put in a small gauge ring through your clit, but I want to make sure we can weld it shut to make it permanent. We will keep your dog tag on that ring. That way I will never misplace you.? Chuckled Master Peter.?Of course I will want your tongue and septum pierced as well, but I won’t be able to mark that for obvious reasons. As for your tattoos I am going to want to have something right here above your pussy, and of course a tramp stamp on your lower back, as well as whatever dirty. The monitor had a window in the corner that flashed from one camera to another in and out of the large house. A comfortable high backed leather office chair rested in front of the keyboard. Otherwise only a futon/couch could be used for sitting. A bucket nested in a metal frame like a potted plant might sit, but this held a dark green bottle of champagne. Sitting near the sliding door leading to the patio, it looked like it belonged there."Glasses in the sliding cabinet," said Beatrice pointing.