A sluttier part of me, always so well hidden from the world, hoped that they had.Dinner was almost normal. He was his public self now. A few glasses o... wine and a nice meal in a respectable establishment. He was his usual kind and courteous self- almost flirting with the male waiter, despite never a more heterosexual man having lived in existence. But throughout the whole of the dinner I couldn't stop thinking forward to what it was I knew would be coming once we got back home, all of which. He was leaning against the door frame watching me pull my stockings on. He walked over to me and clipped the suspenders on the back of my stockings and put his arms around me. “I’m so pleased you’re here my slut.” He said. “Me too, Master John.” I said leaning against him and looking up at his face. “Me too!” I repeated. I took my dress off the bed and pulled it over my head. Master John moved my hair to the front and zipped the back for me. I looked in my bag for the red pashmina and slipped. "Andi removed her hand from Aaron's cock and smiled. She wantonly leaned back. Supporting herself with her left hand, and lifting her ass slightly, she ran the middle finger of her right hand through the slit of her obviously damp pussy twice. Then, she inserted the first two fingers of her right hand inside the wet channel of her cunt. She threw her head back with her eyes slitted and mouth parted, breathing heavily as if panting.As she removed her fingers from her cunt, she brought her head. Bobby’s hand was now between my legs. I spread them open for him to feel my pussy. My body shivered when I felt his fingers touch me. I pushed my hips forward. I wanted his fingers inside of me.As he slid them farther into my pussy I slid more of his cock into my mouth. We were both trembling now. Our first try at sex didn’t end so well. Hopefully this attempt would be so much better.He slid a second and then a third finger into me. I moaned.I had almost his entire cock in my mouth. I slid it.