Then Master blew a huge load and I swallowed greedily.Then he pushed me off his cock and looked down at me with a devious smile. Master began to piss...on my chest. The warm piss mingled with the warm shower. I felt embraced by this warm wetness, as if I were in Master's womb. My slave dick was standing straight up, erect.I looked up, opened my lips and began to catch Master's flow, letting it fountain in and out of my mouth. The sensation was so erotic, to watch Master's face while he. "The idea is to be simple glam."She waved her hand up and down my body. "For instance, this jean and teeset is very simple."She opened another box. "But with a few extra pieces, we can glam itup."She pulled a white vest out of the box. It looked very expensive. "Putthis on."She handed me the vest, and I slipped it on. It too was quite snug, butit was light-weight. The vest was similar to the one she had given me towear yesterday. It was cut slightly different, and the material had adifferent. "Are you sure?" Positive. He was begging to be fucked hard when we arrived, wasn't he? Hethen spunked off while you were fucking him and his cock was still rockhard when I took him. He'd probably have cum again if I'd been able to lastlonger," said Nick. "Your son is not just a bottom boy, he's a masochist." I didn't realise that," said Ross. "Our sex sessions have always been -what's the word - vanilla?"Nick asked "Did you enjoy spanking him?" Ross nodded. "And you said youenjoyed watching me. “Man, I’ll kill her,” Roger grumbled as they went into his room.“No you won’t; I think you loved that teasing,” Ayame said as she slid into his embrace. “Ooohh, I feel something poking me,” she murmured as she moved her hips against Roger’s taller frame. “Something hard against my belly. Big too.”Roger groaned. “Please don’t rub against it, darling; you’ll make another mess.”He pulled her toward the bed and they sat, then fell into another embrace.“Oh, my wonderful Ayame, I love just holding.