He felched my overflowing hole and kissed me more with the mixed juices.Eventually Tom stood. He took something that looked like a sort of collar out ...f one of the drawers and fixed it around my neck snugly. 'This will allow me to keep an eye on you', he said.The other guys helped me dress and they all kissed me individually and tenderly. Then one of them drove me home while another rode my bike home for me. I fell into bed as I was, completely exhausted.The next few days I had swings of. By the end of the day the cleaners had gone and I was sitting in the nowspotless library, eating a take away pizza and a nice bottle of cabernetsauvignon. Just a little tired and dirty myself, I had managed to sortout most of my grand parents' personal effects and I had a small pile ofpapers, books, old photos and other stuff that I intended to keep formyself. The rest of the furniture and other bric-a-brac would be soldwith the house.I was quite pleased with the progress that had been made in. Quietly I snuggled up behind him and slid my hand very lightly, slowly down his side and over his hip. He didn't even stir. Barely kissing his back, my hand went lower, down over his muscular thigh. With my fingernails, I very gently came back up to his hip. "Master," I whispered, licking his back with the tip of my tongue. I curled my hand around his hip, grazing my nails across his stomach. He stirred, turning to lie on his back, and I gasped quietly. My hand was trapped between his belly and. .. doing?" Letting you feel how horny you're making me," she cooed.She put his hand high on her upper thigh, so his fingers were touching the silky skin on the inside. He could tell that her legs were spread wide, that her skirt was pulled up. She pulled his hand higher, until the fingers were on her crotch. He found she was not wearing any panties. He felt slick wetness, almost hot to the touch. She was bare of hair, her lips swollen, juicy, begging to be touched and penetrated."Oh my God," he.