”She smiled and grabbed the wine bottle and lowered it between her thighs.“Are you still hungry for my pussy, baby?”“Yes, Natalie, I’m dying...to taste you,” Mia replied.“I’m happy to hear that; I want to give you a taste now; later you get to eat the whole thing,” said Natalie.Natalie opened her legs and positioned the tip of the bottle at her entrance. She looked around their table to see if anyone was looking, though something told Mia that even if they had been, Natalie would not object. She. Her tight pussy twitched and squeezed my cock as she rode me. Her screams were out of control. Filth continued to spill from her mouth. My middle finger found the rim of her asshole and easily pushed inside. I buried it to the knuckle and dug it around inside as my cock continued to pound her pussy.“Yeah… That’s it… Shove your finger up my ass… Ooohhhhh fuuuuccckkkk… Use another finger… Yes… Aaaaahhhhhhhh…”Her fingers clawed at the skin on my neck and dug into my scalp. Her heels dug into the. And yes, it's clean. I make sure of that myself." They were not about to question someone who looked as severe and confidentas Madame Roget on that score. "Any limitations?" the brunette inquired. Mistress Susan smirked, "None. If you break it, you bought it. If youwant either my mother or myself along it will cost extra, but you might considerthe show worth it. We're very creative." "No, that's okay. I think we can use it just fine." With that comment, Madame Roget pulled my chain and led me. Good, he'd replied, with a hidden smile she couldn't quite read on his face.On arrival in the country where the Palace as located he'd taken her to a hotel where they'd prepare for their visit. He told her it would be a weekend to remember then told her to shower and groom herself well for presentation to the other Masters.After her shower, still nude except for her collar and the Dolcett meat tag clipped to her cunt lip, for she hadn't been told to dress, she entered the main room of the suite.