He rotated his tongue in a circular motion on her areolas and glands sucking in the mixture and replacing it with saliva and her juice. His hands were...placed underneath her titties so he could feel the weight and bring the nipples up higher, squeezing them like ripe fruit ready to be picked off the tree."I wish you could bite my titties all night for me and get them so hot I can't stand it anymore. Your titty play is out of this world and I never want it to end," Beth said.“I love your titties. Just leave your clothes here," I tell them, patting the sofa for emphasis. "You can keep your panties on… if you want."Wendy hasn't moved an inch, but she is about fifty shades redder with a blush that has fanned out across her chest and cheeks. I dim the lights and sit on the edge of the bed. With Wendy slightly above me, I place her hands on my shoulders and gaze into her pale gray eyes.I see a hint of self-consciousness, but mostly Wendy gazes back with pure lust. Then she focuses on my. Stunning she may be but she is a spoilt brat. I wouldn’t have her at the stables, was it not for her wealthy father.“You shouldn’t be here Rosie…And you know that…..Don’t you?” Sheepishly she nods. “Do you like watching what’s going on?” She lowers her head and nods. “Would you like to join in?” She remains still. I wait. Then she nods but I could be mistaken, as it was such a small movement. I gently slip the collar around her elegant neck. As soon as it is in place I clip the leash on. We’re. "I stand corrected," he said, "So the thing is being run mainly with women doing the work and the men folks backing them." Isn't that the usual order of things?" I asked with a dead pan expression."I can see I am going to be out gunned every time I open my mouth, young lady, so perhaps we had better get down to the business we are here to discus. We poor men can only stand so many blows to our ego."Our lunch arrived as we spoke and I laid out our scheme. When I had finished, he told me that.