I enjoyed a cuddle with my brides, and we took turns in the bathroom before heading to the main room for breakfast.Naltort proved to be quite a compet...nt cook, better than I in fact, and I told him so. Craxill didn't blush, but I thought I recognized the equivalent signs of embarrassment as I praised his efforts.After breakfast, Naltort volunteered to do my laundry while Tarmant started my tutoring."Leave a bunch of dirty socks at home; Tarmant can use them as backup when I'm not available," I. Almost impossibly he had forgotten about Sally, he should be crushed with the shame but he didn't want it to stop. To please his mistress and receive this pleasure back was all his mind could handle.Miss Danvers slid her cock in deep and held it there, pulling his head back by the hair. "Do you want me to stop or do want you me to fuck your little gayboy arse harder boy?" Oh please fuck my arse harder, Miss Danvers," he pleaded. He got his wish with a pounding only an expert mistress can. Just as I come up with two Trojan Ecstasy condoms (No Magnums,I'm only 6.8 ladies) my intercom rings.Its her. I toss the condoms on the loveseat as I walk over to my intercom system to buzz her in. My night officially begins....When she came in (I left the door open for her), I had to pause for a minute.This girl was spectacular. My eyes could'nt leave her body even if I tried. Baby girl knew what she wanted, fuck the talking part. This girl had on a pair of open toe black pumps and a long. She collapsed onto the bed, laying sideways, feeling the heat between her legs, the flush of embarrassment in her cheeks and the urge to go to the toilet building deep in her bowels. He lay beside her, almost consoling her like a young child, touching her breast carefully as though it might cause her pain. She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, feeling his slippery fingers sliding up to her face. Her tongue slid gently into his mouth, exploring, twisting with his as they pulled each.