Susanne took this as encouragement and knelt beside me; her other hand moving to my belt buckle and impressively undoing it one handed. Then she had m... trousers pulled wide open and her stroking hand was now gripping my hard shaft through the thin cotton of my briefs. She moaned and I realised her own hips were rotating slightly, waking me to the fact of her own arousal. Maybe her heated pussy was rubbing against her clothing as she moved. I leant back from her desk and reached my hand down to. Sophia was frogmarched into her large kitchen/diner and it became obvious to her that this had been well planned, the 6 chairs had been moved from around her solid oak farmhouse dining table, she saw the ropes tied to each leg of the table and knew instinctively that they were there to restrain her in place. Fighting hard to prevent them moving her Sophia found herself being held by the guy standing behind her, the one in front then raised his hands and fondled her breast's through her summer. I check my appearance in the hall mirror, sound the dinner gong and prepare to wait on the mistress and her guests as they come down.I generally fuss around and wait on them making sure that their glasses are full and I must remember to keep bobbing and curtseying all the time. When there are so many dominant women in one room, sometimes there are up to twelve of them, it is stupid and dangerous to try anything. I am required and I keep this up hoping against hope that they are all satisfied. I imagined it was his cock fucking me to ecstasy.Who is this "him" that I was fantasizing about? Why none other than my brand new 25yr old Stepdad Tyler. My mom, Beth, had recently married him after my biological father had died 5yrs earlier. He was nearly 20yrs her junior but god was he hot as fuck. He had an athletic build, nice broad shoulders, a round full ass, and a juicy, completely suckable 8 thick inches of uncut cockmeat. I knew this because I would sneak peeks of him in the shower to.