Ilsa took off her leather gloves and her beautiful hands in apair of black latex gloves. Leather Mistress ordered Ilsa to tattoo myupper left shoulder...with Leather Mistress' brand.Ilsa started to tattoo my left shoulder. I felt the needle piercing myskin. I felt the burning as the ink took to my skin. Leather Mistresstook a cigarette out of her pack and placed it between my lips. She litthe cigarette and I slowly took a drag off the cigarette. I felt thesmoke entering my lungs. I felt so. We did not think anything at that point and I just inserted my hot and thick dick in to her wet pussy. At one jerk, she moaned ahhhhhh… uhhhhhh… karan.. feeling so good. Please fuck me madly…I started pumping her pussy with my dick slowly, while smooching her wet lips.. I was fucking her in missionary position, she locked my hips with her twisted legs and asked me to fuck more. I started fucking at faster pace and we both we moaning like aahhh.. yess.. baby.. fuck me.. fuck me.. ahh.. ahh. I. On this particular day, he ate my ass clean, hell, I think he licked me from belly button to ass hole at least a dozen times, my cock was throbbing to say the least. But for some reason I wasn't ready to come yet. I had him roll over so I could get a look at his ass. I gave it a good spit and quickly stuck a finger in it, man was it tight. He said it had been years since a guy had been in there and I believed him. After a minute or two of fingering he laid down flat on his stomach, I proceeded. I don't know how long I had to wait -- maybe an hour, but it seemed like one hundred. I began to wonder if I had to get out of that myself. I managed to turn the ottoman on its side and lay there sideways on the floor. Other than a little scooting, that is all I managed.Then Sara was back in the room. She untied me and told me we were done, that she was staying. She kissed me too, and she seemed genuinely thankful that I had "given" her this evening. I couldn't show much enthusiasm. I asked her.