"What's your name, cutie?" Mister, please don't do anything to my mother," Suzy choked, going toward him. "She can't - she can't take it again." Again..." he asked, cocking his head and screwing his face up. He looked at each of them, his eyes narrowed. Then he grinned evilly. "Well, now - that's a switch. The girl protecting the momma. She got hers and now you want to get yours, is that it? You got a hot little pussy between your legs that's just drooling to be fucked?" No! No..." Suzy. Once there, they both pushed me back and onto the bed and pulled at my belt and slacks, easily stripping me from the waist down. I watched as they both took my cock into their mouths, teasing me, and kissing each other between licks of my erection. The two of them felt amazing on my cock. Connie then slid up and began kissing my lips, leaving Christine alone to continue to demonstrate her oral talents on my cock. Connie then announced that she wanted me to eat her out, so she stood, removed her. . yes ...oh yes... sighed Venetia happily. The two women were in the luxurious cabin below the poop deck. Both were naked on a large bed, Venetia with her thighs drawn up and parted, Tavia’s auburn head between them. There was one slave in attendance, a young male who wore the customary tight leather restrainer. He stood silently in one corner, head averted from the bed. All the same, his eyes flickered nervously, for a few moments, to the sexual scene being enacted. The lust within him was. We left together to her house. My mind was still on Claire and what she was doing with Pete.We made our way to Bryony’s bedroom. She hadn’t said much and I thought the evening was going to be a bit lame. She excused herself to the bathroom. I looked round the room and saw a picture of Bryony with her husband, Mike. I heard Bryony return and I turned to see her. She looked completely different. Her long brown hair had been released from the pony tail and rested on her bare shoulders. Her body.