I cupped my tits and pinched my hard nipples a bit thinking how horny I was this morning. My cell on my bed side table chimed as I got a text message... I was about to step in the shower, but decided to check who it was before soaping up. Looking at the text I had just received, I felt myself getting a little damp between the legs. It was my friend Chris, sending a picture of his stiff cock with the caption, “Morning sweetie”. I smiled and returned to the bathroom, cell in hand. Just before. Don't stop.....oh shit, you're making me cum!" With a thrust of her hips her juices unleashed all over his face.When she stopped convulsing, she sat up and said, "I need your cock right fuckin' now!" He took off his shirt and she unipped his jeans, releasing his raging hard cock. She had him lie down on the bed and she straddled him. She took his cock in her hand and rubbed the precum all over her pussy lips. She then placed it inside her and lowered herself down upon it. She could feel. The gag was also fitted with a cruel duck caller so that every pant or heavy breath was lampooned by a comical quack, which simply added an air of ridicule to any observer at the scene. This could be removed if necessary and changed for other animal calls at the whim of the mistresses.Thus for the whole week, the pair had been the object of ridicule and curiosity as their innermost needs had been cruelly transformed into a freak show for any perverted mistress. They had even been dressed in. . peeee.. peee.Vasu: Yaa.. what.. what the hell? Why are you vibrating on my dick and moaning like my alarm?Oh! screw it, it was a dream. I miss you Sheetal very much. Thursday morning is one more day to go before Friday and it’s a hope for every IT guy that tomorrow is Friday again and then party!At the office:Vasu: Hey guys, wats up? Bharat is the quotation ready?Bharath: Yes boss, it’s there on your desk.Vasu: Sunil, our proposal for the product? Let’s finish it today till the boss finds me.