She'll hear us!" But you're always so horny in the morning. And after a couple days of not with Lori, I bet you're on fire." I moved a hand down to th... silken skin of her inner thigh, just under the hem of the gown. My fingertips scattered around like sexy little spiders."But Lori," she moaned, letting me know she was mine. I knew for a fact that sound traveled between our bedroom and the guestroom. It was called the law of the ductwork."You're the loud one--just be quiet." I can't ... you know. ”“You want her?” asked Samantha, and when Betty shrugged agreeably, Samantha handed her the leash. Betty yanked on the leash to bring Sara closer, then pulled off the gag and gave Sara a long, probing kiss full of tongue and saliva. Sara’s mouth tasted distinctly of pussy – specifically of Kat’s, though Betty had no way of knowing that.Kat, meanwhile, had found herself a strategic location and watched from the shadows as Betty used the leash to pull Sara’s head down into her crotch. Kelly crept. I scratch his back, I gasp, I feel like a prisoner in my own body craving the climax. I feel him undo the button on my jeans, tugging them gently down until my legs are free. I’m vulnerable, lying there, subject to the complexities of the little game we’re playing. His hand moves up my inner thigh again. I feel myself shake, needing it, wanting it, having to have it as I feel his lips travel the length of my body to the most sensitive part of me. I feel myself gasp, outside my own body, my. "Not so fast," Kim said pulling the vibrator away. "You still need to be punished. What word do you use if it gets to bad?" Mercy, Mistress," Sylvia replied hoping she wouldn't need to use it."That's right," Kim replied.The sting of the whip surprised her, causing Sylvia to yelp in pain. The second blow was lighter and landed just above the first one. Sylvia clamped her mouth shut as the whip landed for a third time, determined not to cry out. She felt the blows landing on her butt and thighs..