As I arranged them on the table, she let Master and Mistress know that dinner was served. They followed her into the dining room and sat at either en... of the table. ?The two of you get under the table,? Mistress Kayla ordered as she sat. ?We’re going to have a contest. David’s going to lick my pussy, and Gail’s going to suck Master John’s cock. First one to make their owner cum wins.? I slid under the table. Mistress spread her legs to allow me access. She wore no panties under her. He'd kill me." WHAT THE FUCK? I didn't expect to say that, but Miranda wasn't finished. "what if we just played around with the toys? I couldn't tell Rob that could I?" She giggled and laid back on the couch. I was done fighting. I was beaten. I was going to fuck every hole on this girl, I was going to pull every trick that I knew on her. I leaned over and kissed her. I loved the feeling of her lips against mine. I imagined them running up and down the length of my cock as I held her. Would I actually do it? As time passed, Harley kept resonanting. "Well,maybe" turned into "You know, I really could," turned into shopping tokeep the option open. Turned out I had a pair of fishnet pantyhose(whoda thunk?). I bought the shirt and jacket, and a blong pigtail wigfrom the local Halloween shop (tips tied with acylic ink turned outgreat). I made the belt from some fabric we had here. For the shorts, Ibought a pair of red satin boxers and a pair of blue ones, sewed. We seemed to melt together in slow motion, until I was nestled snugly in his embrace, my whole, naked body against his. I knew we were being watched, and I didn't care! I was with Carl, that was all that mattered!The slow tune ended, and a fast one took up, and we separated, holding hands. We didn't do any fancy steps, we just moved to the beat, grinning at each other like idiots. His cock waved and bounced at me, and my tits jiggled back.I can't speak for Carl, but I don't think I had ever.