"Dear, dear child, you have done well. You've earned your rest." The Mistress bathed her again, before placing her on the bed. She applied a soothing ...alm to her ass and pussy, massaging her gently. She removed the collar and applied more of the wonderful cream where it rubbed against her neck and shoulders. While Sheri lay there, feeling the cooling lotion do its work, her captor brushed her hair out, then carefully braided it, all in silence. Sheri was given some pain killers for the first. I first sucked the tip, running my tongue all around as I pulled on it, then took in more until I ran up against my gag-response, that was all I could do. But he was seeming to like what I was doing and I was loving his hands all over my boobs as he reached under me to rub and fondle them, getting my nipples all tingly and hard. I pulled up off him, smiled and told him, "I'll suck that wonderful little brother cock of your's any time you want. But right now, I've got other plans for it. Do you. You, too, Bruce,” she added with a smile.“Where’s Jim,” asked Bruce, hoping to latch onto someone familiar.“Well,” responded Marie, “actually he’s out on the patio in the Circle.”“You mean…” began Linda.“Right! Hold on. I’ll introduce you. Don’t move.”As Marie moved away, Bruce put his arm possessively around Linda’s shoulders. She shrugged him off as Marie returned with a handsome young Black man in his 20s.“Wow,” whispered Linda to Bruce.“Linda,” said Marie, “this is Mitchell. Mitchell – this. Now, most of the rest areas here in Texas had been totally redone. This one was one of the older ones. I went into the deserted restroom and hauled out my junk and started peeing. I had just finished and was shaking it off when I heard the sound of boots on the tile floor. I stayed put to see what was coming in. It was a young mexican man, dressed in a wifebeater t-shirt, tattoos, jeans and boots. He came and stood right next to me at the urinals, even though there were six there. He was as.