In the center of the table was a covered Dutch oven, serving bowls and a basket covered with a cloth napkin. “We wait until Uncle O says grace befor... we touch anything,” Aja whispered to him.“I know the protocol for Sunday dinner,” he whispered in reply.Phyllis stepped in. “Jason -- would you like some iced tea?”“Yes, please.”From her refrigerator she took a large glass pitcher and filled a tall glass from it. “Aja?”“Please, Auntie.”Phyllis set a glass before Aja and then sat at the foot of the. The position was pretty strict, and Arianwen was happily adding to Kim's torment.Currently, she was running a Violet Wand over Kim's wet, spread pussy. First, she would get on her knees and lick the other woman, her soft tongue knowing exactly how to arouse and excite, then as Kim approached an orgasm, Ari would back off and use the wand. It was pretty much in keeping with how Ellen was training her slave: Kim's pleasure was now always combined with some sort of pain. Ellen wouldn't let her. She was so hot, her breathing intensified yet again as my cock occupied her tunnel. After only a few strokes, she screamed: "Ohhh, fuuuck. Ohhh, my God!" She orgasmed so intensely, I was worried for a bit. She drenched my cock with her hot cunt juice - she panted - she writhed in her O. It was a delight, as I could see us partially in the full-length mirror, and the vanity mirror above the sink. Of course, I was content to bask in the glow of her orgasm, but thought one more lesson was in order. Their phones had already told them what to expect and all of them were looking forward to what they knew would be a most satisfying experience.Loretta clapped her hands and everyone stopped and relaxed from whatever pose they had adopted and turned their attention toward her standing in the centre of the circle of mats. “OK ladies; now let us get ourselves into the correct mindset for some really intense exercise. We are going to move into our special version of Tantric Yoga, the Church of the.