"Don't stop, I'm gonna cum... Yeah baby, make me cum... that's it, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh, oh...ooohhhh fuuuuck!" Her hips lifted and she tensed up, pus...ing my fingers out of her. As she held that position, I grabbed her ass and pushed my face into her to applying more pressure as I worked her clit with my tongue and lips. She shook beneath me and let out several loud moans as she shuttered in orgasm. After a long sigh, her head fell back and body went limp allowing me to finally catch my breath.. "That's twenty" Edna cried out and I backed off a bit, looking at Joan's red streaked back and ass. Edna moved up to Joan, released her and moved over to Debbie, "Your turn whore" she said to her and up against the x went Debbie. Looking at me, "Ready for more?" she asked me as she moved off to one side. The lashes rained down hard on Debbie's back and ass as I watched the red streaks grow on her soft skin. "That's twenty" came the cry from Edna and over to Debbie she went and took her down.. This might very well be too fast and too advanced. I didn't want to return to our sexlife from one week ago."Oh, how wicked. Underwear it shall be, sir," then she kissed me once more and went back downstairs. I stayed on my bed for a little while to think. This was taking on a momentum of its own, which I had not at all expected. But I had to make a fast decision. How was I going to live up to my words? I certainly hoped she did not expect me to turn up as a Master, you know the kind you read. But that didn't bother me one iota. Cheap hotels are the same as expensive hotels when it comes to construction: the designers always skimp on the material between bedroom walls, which suits me perfectly. Because I like to listen. I'd washed the grime of the day from my body: a combination of the jostling Metro commuters, the barrage of information from over-confident businessmen and the clamminess of being stuck in a suit in 30-degree heat. My choice of white cotton blouse, a close-fitting.