I was on my stomach, with my arms folded under my chin, my face a few inches from Bush's and I smiled, watching him watching me until his eyelids droo...ed and finally closed. Bandy had his head on the small of my back, lying between my spread legs with his soft neck along the rounded crack of my ass. That had become their preferred position and my mates fought over it sometimes, much to my own amusement.I'd fallen asleep by the time our Master entered our room with the old man and we all woke. Becoming more adventurous I rose up sliding my tongue along his smooth shaft feeling every crevice and vein taking in the musky aroma.Slowly I reached up with my right hand and gently grasped his ever hardening cock. It was soft like babies skin yet firm and manly. I quietly opened my mouth further taking the head of his dick into my mouth. Concentrating on every bump, feeling every vein sliding in to my mouth, it was everything I imagined it would be and more. Having him in me nearly made me. "With that admission from Stacey, I remembered when I was leaning over the operating table watching the surgeon open me up, I'd felt a similar pain. I'd ignored it back then and I remember it had faded quite fast.Aside from the dull pain I felt, I sensed being pulled away from the conference room and my new friends. Marilyn piped up, "See you in a few."I smiled at her. As I was trying to say, "Guess so," the conference room faded from view and the operating room materialized in front of me.I. He wasn’t sure he had ever seen her like that. It was endearing and intoxicating and filled him with a surge of confidence as he saw the affect he could have on her. “Put your finger in your mouth,” he said. He couldn’t explain why, but he loved it. You would think it was because of the symbolism, but that wasn’t it. It was the blatant sexuality that usually didn’t get unearthed from women until they were comfortable, that turned him on. The same reason he liked when she asked to be fucked or.