He tasted like skin of course but not like liking your arm, or kissing. It had a slight musky, manly kind of taste. Not odd putting by any stretch, mo...e YEAH BABY!!The moment his cock hit the back of my throat I knew that was my limit. I didn’t keep him there long enough to gag but I knew that was where I would gag if I tried any deeper. I moved my head up and down like I was doing with my hand minutes earlier. I could feel butterflies in my stomach and my own pussy was giving off little buzzes. I though he was going to suck me out, but instead he picked up the canister of squirty cream and shook it hard.“Are you ready?” he smiled.“Erm, ready for what?” I asked, puzzled, then gasped as he placed the nozzle of the canister between my legs, right up against my opening.“Oh Christ,” I said. “I don’t know about this.”I felt the tip of the nozzle nuzzling against the opening of my vagina, before slipping inside. Alan pressed the button - and then I gasped again as I felt a great gush of cold. ”Kristina’s mouth opened in shock from what Miguel suggested. He expected her to service these friends of his as the price for returning her property. She may well have returned with the hopes of again being with Miguel but he had another thing coming if he thought that she was a common trollop.“How dare you suggest what I’m thinking you are Miguel. I don’t know what kind of woman you think I am…” she got out before he interrupted her.“After yesterday we both know you are a puta so let us not. After breakfast, I left to start on my chores at my house, againdressed in just a tunic top and leggings with a touch of makeup. I washappy the tunic covered the bulge made by the chastity, but I missedseeing my usual smooth lines.After a day of packing, I returned to my new home and we had a pizzadelivered for dinner. Miss Sandra wanted to watch a movie so we wentinto the family room to watch on the wide screen. I went to get drinksand my Mistresses were next to each other on the couch.