He sucked and licked my clit as he plunged two fingers into my pussy rubbing my throbbing cunt walls. Then he took his fingers out and rubbed my clit ...s he buried his tongue inside my pussy licking me deep. “Oh daddy,” I cried. “Oh eat me. Eat your babygirl. Oh it feels so good daddy.”He reached up with his other hand grabbing my tit with it as he continued to rub my clit and tongue fuck my slit.“I can’t wait any longer,” he said. Daddy held his raging cock in his hand and there was a wild. They have had two of these parties in the past. It was always a fun holiday for them and their slaves to enjoy.Now you must be thinking why would a Mistress and a Master be a couple? They’re both dominant people. Nobody in the relationship wants to be a switch. They both have their slaves to play with.Mistress Rebecca was having three of her best slaves come for the extravaganza. Master Dan had three of his best sluts coming too. The slaves have never met the other slaves. Mistress. They matched my shorts."Where are we?" I wondered and there was a half folded map in the backseat but I was too lazy to reach for it. I wasn't much good with those things anyhow, all the lines and dots and stuff just confused me."We just went through Amarillo about fifteen minutes ago," the man chuckled. "Didn't you notice?" I was busy blowin' on my toes," I shrugged. "Do you like my toes?" Hmm? Yeah, I like your toes," Mr. Davis smiled. "I look at your legs though and..." What?" I narrowed my. Some faster, some slower. What were they doing? Someone caught their breath. Someone moaned. Someone, unmistakably, undid a zip.Claire couldn't believe that everyone around her was touching themselves up, but now the idea was planted she couldn't keep her imagination from filling in the blanks. A rustle of heavy cotton could be Graham shrugging his combats to his ankles, sitting right in front her, stroking his erect cock. The grunt to her left would be Dan doing the same. The soft snap of.