My cock was rock hard and my balls were already sore."Hand us your leashes bitch." Mistress said.i reached for both leashes, Mistress's in my right ha...d, Baroness's in my left. i extended my hands upward to hand them over. Mistress took hers and Baroness took hers.Mistress jerked me up by the leash. "Come on slut, no time to waste. We have got to get you full of cock." "yes Mistress."we began making the short trip downstairs to Mistress's dungeon. as we walked, Baroness tugged at my leash. . . I'm glad that you find me attractive." She blushed even more and looked at me coyly. "I have always found you attractive too, so that is good!"She then continued, "And I think you notice things too, you pay attention when you are with me, when you look at me." She smiled, "Oh yes, I see how you look at me sometimes, just like now, but many other times too. I know you try to be polite and mannerly .. but some things a woman can tell. It is okay," she reassured me, "I actually like the way. Her hands were busy squeezing, pushing, playing with her flawless 38s in time with each rock and roll. All he had to do is thrust, and he would once again know the heavenly embrace of Gilda. Just one thrust, and yet he was so enthralled, he could only lay there watching. Her plush, kissable lips twitched and her aquamarine eyes laughed at his plight.He was slowly pulled from his trance by the awareness of sound to his right. Soft and slow at first but increasingly louder, faster. His head began. Then she slowly started liking me.Then one day I asked her, ‘I call you didi everyday. But you never call me as your brother. Is there any problem or I should not call you didi’. She told, there is nothing like that. I can’t take you as my brother. I asked why. She refused to tell me the reason at that time. She uses to tell that I am very romantic kind of person and moves friendly with everybody. I thanked her for that appreciation then days went on. I liked her a lot. I use to call her to get.