Chloe stands over me naked, and as I look at her wonderful hourglass figure, her crumpled blonde hair around her shoulders, the nip of her tiny waist,...and the swell of her heavy breasts, I know why I seek humiliation such as this; it is to be enchanted by the beauty of sexually hungry women, to offer myself to them and their audacious desires. I am a slave to you Mistress, and a slave to Chloe. You both possess beauty in such abundance that it makes me weak, and alive only to worship you. And. I was 'in heat', as he had said. Now, that the worst of that hangover was gone I felt it. My body took over, again.“I have questions, so many questions, but all I can think about now is your dick.” I admitted and looked down on the table.“Another side effect of werewolf blood. You rely more on your instincts, your basic needs.” He pushed his chair back. “Come over here.”As I got up, I felt the wetness between my legs. With every step I took I was more aware of this need. His cock was hard, the. On a side note, I should really buy myself a cock cage. Naturally, without touching myself, my dildo fucking session became longer and longer and my pussy more and more greedy. A new challenge emerged.It was one of those lockdown evenings. Just being by myself, I was wearing a thong under my comfy pajamas. Its string was slightly pushing into my moist pussy, making it twitch eagerly. So I took out one my medium sized butt plugs, put some lube on its tip and gently pushed it in. It has the. Was something going to happen here? Sarah’s hand was on Liz’s knee now and they were coming closer to each other with each breath. Their heads then became one as a passionate kiss started between them both. Jackpot I thought to myself. My rhythm was getting faster now and the feeling of coming was started to fill my balls. Sarah’s hands where now all over Liz’s tits, squeezing the nipples. This was going on for a few minuets until one hand disappeared between Liz’s legs. I could see her hips.