She looked straight back me.“Hell, I thought I was done when I washed up. This is crazy!” I could sense the movement under the table, her thighs t...ghtening and relaxing.I placed my hand on her knees again. And without a word this time, she simply parted them for me. God, her expressions were something else! She was holding back a wide grin desperately just as she was losing control over it. Like she wanted to be restrained, but her body was leading her mind quite clearly.She inched closer to. The text came on Saturday afternoon. "My house buy 4 o'clock. - Mistress." It read. I sighed and the typical feeling of dread I had come to know returned. I wore a blue dress and high heels. As per Mistress's rules, I wore no bra or underwear. Mary was the one to let me into the house where she led me upstairs to a room she called the chamber. As I entered I saw 3 other girls stood there all dressed very slutty in tight tops and short skirts. My attention was drawn by a man who stood naked. Carl’s tongue ignited volcanic eruptions of lust everywhere it touched. Currents of excitement were coursing through my body like powerful jolts of electricity. My hand slipped down between us to grip his rapidly hardening cock. Carl moaned deep inside my mouth as I stroked him faster and faster until hot pre cum dripped like scalding drops of hot water on my quivering stomach. Slipping his own hand between my widely spread thighs he started working on my swollen pussy lips and jutting little. "A good artist has to have a good eye," Kate said."That's funny," Chad said, looking right into her eyes, "so does a quarterback."Just then, Brittany appeared at her table."Hi Chad!" Hi Brittany," he said, not very pleasantly."What are you doing?" Sharing a cup of coffee," Chad said pointedly.Brittany chose to ignore it. "Chad, I was wondering, are you busy tomorrow night?" I have a date," he said, smiling at Kate."With her?" Brittany spat. "Why on earth would you go out with that?"Kate smiled.