She moaned."That slut is dripping," The unknown man grinned."Then don't fuck her cunt. Use her ass. I don't want her to come any time soon."The man be...ind her obeyed apparently thinking the man she was licking was her Master. She felt a hand scooping some of her cuntslime out and coating her asshole, then she screamed when the hard cock entered her back hole. Her eyes went wide when she saw the man in front of her grabbing his cock and starting to rub himself off. She redoubled her efforts. Tripp watched me patiently, seeming amused. I wished I’d worn pants instead of jean shorts, even if it was hot. The shorts rode up my legs as I sat astride with one leg on each side of the saddle. I glanced down at Tripp, who now had a fiery look in his eyes, and seemed like he was trying not to stare at my backside. He stood slightly behind me, and I realized he probably had a great view of my ass. ‘Good…’ he said softly as his eyes swept over me before he gave a small shake of his head and. I slid out from underneath the fabric, brushing my fingertips over her firm nipples as I extracted myself. Arlene didn’t move. She remained stretched out on the bean bag, her legs and abdomen uncovered except for the g-string. There was only one red light bulb shining under the stage, and it bathed her oiled flesh in it’s soft rays. Her beautiful legs shimmered like red chrome. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Arlene lifted her left foot to my neck and ran the toe of her Victorian boot. Walking out of the restroom, Donna had her arm around Robin’s waist, Joe was sure she could feel the rope around Robin’s waist. "Do you have any luggage to pick up?" Donna asked. "Just one piece," Robin replied. “I will get the car and meet you two out front," Donna said. As she walked away from them, Joe asked Robin, “Why did you introduce me as your Master?" "Because, you are my Master, and I am your slave," she said in a low seductive voice. Waiting outside when Joe saw a red.