It's not legal, either. It's certainly not legal if I force you," he said, raising his eyebrows. "Now go on to sleep, dear. I'll see you in the mornin...."But Carol Ann was not ready to go to sleep."What if I said yes?"Michael reopened the door. "Excuse me?" What if I said yes, Daddy?"Michael looked at her speculatively. "Why would you say yes?"Carol Ann didn't answer. Michael understood that she was unable to answer. She was terrified. Terrified and something else. Reentering the room, he closed. Benita, the tigress, hovered over her prey and examined the face of the still-closed eyed woman. With a shift of her hips, Benita ran the head of her cock up and down the wet slit of the pussy she had just ate. Stacey whimpered and bit her lip in reply, yet still couldn’t look Benita in the eye, not after so shocking and personal an admission. Yet Benita wanted to see the expression in Stacey’s eyes when she entered her, she always did. This is why good, old-fashioned ‘Missionary Position’ was. Seeing his hard cock in his hand I moved my foot away from his head and moved down and straddled Joe's body until I was over his cock. I slowly lowered myself onto Joe's cock and as I rode his cock, Tony came over next to me and grabbing hold of my hair, turned my head towards him and his now hard cock, "Suck my fuckin' cock you fuckin' filthy piece of shit whore" he ordered as he thrusted his cock at me. I eagerly opened my mouth and took his cock. I was in heaven. My man's cock fucking my. Still, somehow it didn't feel right. Maybe it is just the aesthetic appeal, or rather the lack thereof. Anyway, there were enough gorgeous and scantily clothed or naked women about to look at.Finally the tour came to an end, the Mistresses took a seat, both Kat and I knelt at their feet and I was really looking forward to a coffee, especially since I thought I was going to enjoy it whilst watching Kat lap her milk. I wasn't meant to enjoy it, though. Like before, when those Mistresses had made.