I had one hand wrapped around her buttock and my fingers exploring her asshole, the other hand massaging the tiny soft breasts that I have admired at ...inner last night. Slowly, I disengaged Arkie’s passionate embrace and we climbed out of the pool. We stood and kissed again, pressing our bodies together, my fully erect cock was squashed between us and pointed towards her mother. I lay her down on the same couch that just a few hours before her mother had masturbated me, and my wife had sucked. Finished dressing, she went down stairs to find her Mistresses. They were just finishing their breakfast and wanted to shower. So they attached Tracy’s hands to her belly chain once again and told her to eat breakfast. Tracy looked down and found her food in a bowl on the floor. She got on her knees, and bent over to eat.Christina said, “We are going to get our showers now pet, and when we get back, you had better be ready to go.”They took the ring gag out of her mouth, but the butt plug was. She leaned across Luther, so she could take Jackson dick in her mouth. Luther’s hips rocked, driving Beth back to the heights of ecstasy, and she struggled to do a good job blowing Jackson. Her cries now so loud that they could be heard outside the hotel room. “You like that huh?” Asked Jackson lifting Beth’s head, so she looked at him.“Fuck me in your arms.” She said, remembering suddenly how much she liked that. And he did. Lifting her effortlessly off Luther and into his arms. She squealed. "He's so cute when I'm winning. "Come on. Let's get this done." Done," he said. "Does your Grandma keep a gun in the house?" No," I giggled. "But she's got a fourteen inch chef's knife. And I think you can outrun 'er." Giggle. "If she heads to the kitchen, take off. You can use the head start." You're mean." I'm just mean now so that when I'm nice later, it will be soooo much better." Let's go, then," he said.Okay, we're walking down the street in broad daylight. Side by side. Close. Close.