” She hung up.Well, that left me sitting on the couch in a pair of gym shorts when I heard her car door close. Excitement gripped me as I heard the ...atch of her SUV close too. I swore I heard her sandals clicking on the sidewalk leading to our front door. As the door opened I shot to my feet like a new recruit and looked at her like the self-same recruit awaiting orders.“Eager are we? Andrea, get out of those ratty shorts and stand there while I make you look presentable.” I dropped my gym. "I think you need to tell me more ... and do I need to get your collar? Something tells me that a little more than paint and ribbons went on if Clara was involved."She mumbled something, looking down, and I didn't catch what she said. "What was that? Speak up, or I will get the collar, and I don't want to do that."She lifted her head, swallowed, and said, "It wasn't just Clara ... her Mistress was involved as well." You really do need to tell me what happened. But I think we should go upstairs,. ’ I could hear carol making swallowing noises along with her moans, and thought to myself ‘Lucky bastard: she swallows, too.’ As her pussy stopped contracting and her moans subsided, I couldn’t resist one last treat for myself: I slid my tongue up from her pussy and into the crack of her delightful ass, and began to tongue her pink little asshole. She gasped, and said to her husband ‘Oh, god, now he’s licking my ass…’ She didn’t sound unhappy, just pleasantly surprised. My neck was beginning to. They are all perfectly tanned a deep olive colour – flashes of pale bikini top marks visible through their open mesh tee-shirts. One girl lifts her skirt flashing her dark pubic triangle surrounded by a narrow margin of un-tanned flesh; Greta licks her lips, inviting the girl into the cafe. Soon that tongue is buried in the girl’s backside, three fingers rotating her hard clitoris, then entering her pussy from behind. The girl leans over the table, spreading her thighs, Jana attacks her.