When most of it was out he moved both of his hands to the sides of my foot, making sure none of his cum escaped. Two final weak shots left his dick an... landed near my ankle. After the fireworks were over he breathed deeply, catching his breath. He looked up at me. I made eye contact and looked at him expectantly. “Well?” I demanded. No explanation was necessary: he knew what that word meant. He brought his mouth to my foot. I felt his tongue begin to bathe my foot, on top first, then on the. Initially, it was painful but with time, I started enjoying it and it was regular for her. She had scratched my back so many times that now, it was hardly painful at all. I on other hand was enjoying her soft boobs and pink nipples. I would suck them for hours and would sleep on them. They had turned as my pillows and kind of my food. Her pussy was demanding regular fucks and I was unable to satiate her needs.Then, to let all of us enjoy, I decided that we need a group session. I felt it was. “Tell me you want me to be your kinky cocksucker.”I wait. Mark’s voice returns, still a little uncertain, but saturated with lust. “Catherine, please be my kinky cocksucker!”It comes like a jolt. The combination flashes into my head: Catherine Cocksucker. It’s like the most indecent stage name on Earth. It excites me, but I’m so very ashamed.When there’s no response from me, Mark tries again. “Please, Catherine. Please be my kinky cocksucker.”The lad’s so very polite, but this is no time to be. I don’t care how long you take: chastity, smooth, makeup, hair, female underwear and the dress from last time. When you are ready, you will kneel back here and wait. Now bitch.”Scarlette: “Yes, sir.”Scarlette was beginning to feel overwhelmed. She was trying to take her time making herself pretty for the couple but found herself shaking. The nerves were getting to her. She never had visitors over; let alone anyone coming over and taking control.When she was ready over an hour later, she knelt.