From where, I do not know, but even though I was thoroughly enjoying his ministrations I wanted to play more with his gorgeous silky skinned cock so I...just said "lets swap places" and thats exactly what we did. Now as Stuart lay on his back, that lovely cock erect a few inches from my face, I wrapped my fingers around it and started to slowly wank him off, the look on his face said he was enjoying this but I wanted to do more so leaned forward and licked the bottom edge of his glans, I suppose. He was greeted by Jenny’s excited squeals and I risked life and limb by getting up to go and say hello. I walked out of my room and found Gary and Jenny kissing in the hallway. My cock twitched at the sight. I quickly went into the toilet to pee then walked back out into the hall. Jenny and Gary had gone but a trail of Gary’s clothes led to my bedroom. I followed them and found them on my bed. Jenny was just pulling the last of Gary’s clothes from him, I caught his eye and he mouthed the words. At first this begins to hurt,slightly, but the pinching feeling is replaced by warmthacross her body, that causes her pussy to gush.He then takes her nipples and pulls on them harder,causing her body to move forward. The slave’s face isalmost touching Master’s, and she feels him give her avery soft, wet and sexy kiss, and then release hernipples.Master sits back, takes another drink, and looks againat His pet. Before returning the glass to the table, hemoves the cold glass across. And wondered why she had been so reluctant to give up a night alone in her dumpy apartment for a French meal at Fisherman's Wharf overlooking the San Francisco Bay.She glanced around the restaurant again. The lights were low, the atmosphere hushed. Waiters moved across the deep carpet as quietly as cats. And Francois, her date for the evening, with his lean, handsome face, his classic features, the touch of gray at his temples that made him look even more distinguished than his accent could.