The boys had (partly) learned to hold back their cum for some longer time and so give Irene more pleasure. And she had a bit in love with them. It was...’t really what one would call romantic, as the boys left her laying in the grass and headed up for school, but Irene wasn’t used to or waiting for a polite ‘may I carry your school bag’ either.She hadn’t told her boyfriend or his b*o about the ‘new members’, as both had obviously no interest in talking about problems. And Irene thought, these. My pulling down of her saree might have amused her. Witha smirk she said, “Saw anything new today, Devarji?Something that you might have liked?” (And that’s StrikeThree!)I couldn’t help but think back on all the times she hadbeen a cock tease. How she would rub her ass against mycrotch most of the times. Bawdy jokes about my manhood.“Mistakenly” grabbing my dick and then innocently say“Sorry”. Sometimes she would just spill some juice on mypants. "I said, "that's my baby. Excellent job. Are his daughters still here?"She said, "yes they are in the bedroom fucking the boys."I said, "go tell them to come in here."When they came in they were still naked which gave me a hard on. I told them, "I want you three to eat the five loads of cum out of my daughter Annie."When they finished they asked, "who's cum was it?"I laughed and said, "it's your Pa's cum. Annie put him in la la land getting the five loads out of him. He's still out in the barn. ?I know we are friends and all, but to my mind this falls under my professional field, both of them. So you can pay my going rate, or you can sign a slave contract and become my property.? Jo sat there for a minute looking at Lynn. Lynn could tell she was thinking things over. ?I have never been submissive to another woman before.? Jo said ?So what. Its not much different then serving a man. You will still be tortured and humiliated and treated the way you wan to be.