I couldn't do anything but scream intoMistress' pussy as I came. She always told me this was what orgasmswere like for women; a total overload of the...tactile system.After a few moments the mindless whiteness of the orgasm started tosubside, and my body settled into it's usual post coital state and thepleasure I had felt before flipped. Now there was nothing but pain, theexcruciating pain of over-stimulation, this was always the point whereMistress would stop fucking me and pull out but Master. I removed her blouse and bra, I was in hurry, sucking her melons like a hunger child and she us moans Aaaa haaaaa suck me, suck them, eat them, aaaa haaaa drink my milk(even though she doesn’t have). Her words drive me crazy, her nipples were dark black and I love them to suck. Then I started to suck her nipples and the other hand is busy in exploring the other boob, nipple, mean while my hand is brushing her pussy from above the saree, this was continued for 10-15min all the time she moans to. " I'll think about it."We loaded up the vehicles and headed back. I rode in front again with Gina driving. We talked about shooting and the preparations they would need to make. Carol admitted that Ben had asked to join them in their trip. Gina chuckled at that and said that Steve had asked her. Cathy was quiet.We pulled into Gina's driveway and Gina invited the four of us inside for supper. We had a snack lunch at the Wal-Mart so were hungry again. We trooped into the kitchen. Cathy asked to. Simon pushed his thumb along the side of his fingers and Jay’s arse widened to a point I had never seen before, not even when she took the two cocks earlier. Simon pushed his hand in and it bunched into a fist as he did so. Jay let out a long, muffled shriek into the pillow as he stopped pushing and held his fist in her. “Are you okay?” We heard him whisper to her. She lifted her head slightly off the pillow and answered with a quiver in her voice,“Yes…yes, I’m fine. Please, carry on.” Words I.