Only punishment for failure.Birgit remained where she was, my flaccid prick clasped softly in her mouth, bottom still up high. Certainly a slave well ...nd truly trained.I allowed myself to sink into a delicious doze. Birgit still had my prick in her mouth when I awoke. Naturally. For she had no order to remove her mouth. Now she got it.“That will do,” I said. She took away her mouth...and I realised I had started to swell again. Good. It would soon be time for further action. How should I enjoy. Sofia knelt down and put her knees on the carpet, and firmly grasped his large shaft with her right hand. She started quickly, as she stroked it up and down at a reasonable pace. David was about to open his mouth, but she anticipated his question and opened her mouth and drooled a little bit onto his cock, further lubing it up. “You’re really good at this.” commented David. She wished he could compliment her on her skill as a parent, rather than how good she was in the bed. Sofia wasn’t dense,. He had not enjoyeda girl close to his age all week, just a series ofmature grass widows who had worn him out with theirsexual demands after he mowed their lawns. His ballsached and here was a lovely young cunt, ready to lickand to plunder, fresh meat, a long-legged juvenilepussy delivered to his door, to his hands, his tongueand his thick phallus. Just what his body craved, andso cute in her short, little blue sun dress with whitepolkadots. Jeannie was a living doll and almost a living. We managed to cop a good few perves during the day especially the blonde one who loved showing off and one by one had squashed each of us against her ample bosom for giving her a compliment.Mrs M ordered a few Pizza’s for us if we promised to stay at home and be good so we all just kept Brian company for the evening.Around 9:30 Pm the ladies trooped back in quite disappointed as the pubs were all shutting and there were very few people about so they decided to come back and have a few.