She thought her lust would be sated already but it had only just grown as the evening progressed. The valet looked on with jealous envy. He was a stoc...y young man around 25 dressed in a white collared shirt, a black sweater and black slacks. He stood there transfixed by Amy kissing James. Leaning over to James, she exposed her black stockings and barely covered ass to the valet, which aroused the young man. “Spread your legs wide,” James whispered between kisses. Amy spread her legs wide. I turned slowly and sat down in the chair, their eyes followed my every movement.I began to slide my hands over my body, teasing myself, playing with my nipples and moaning as I enjoyed the silence and the feel of my hands. I moved my hand down to my aching pussy, easily finding my swollen clit and began to rub gently. I wanted to give them a better view so I pulled both of my legs up, resting my heels on the edge of my chair. I reached around the back of my thigh and resumed my finger play. My. The cum actually tasted nice. It was both salty and sweet, just like he thought it would. He looked up and smiled at her. "Thank you, Mistress, for blessing me with your juices." It was the thank you he was required to give her whenever she came inside his body, mouth or ass.She smiled. "Very good. I think you deserve a reward." She stepped behind him and reached around to take his boobs in hand. He moaned in lust as she fondled his boobs and flicked her fingers over his nipples. He. ’Frowning, I reprimanded her. ‘Mars, he was not a nice person. I bet he wasn’t even a good kisser.’She giggled. ‘Nope.’I returned her smile with twice the warmth and then leaned over her, pressing my mouth to hers. I felt her smiles against my lips, gently kissing back.Us kissing wasn’t new. I’d never had a serious boyfriend, for various reasons, but when Marsie had been curious about kissing at thirteen or so, I helped her learn. We didn’t think there was anything wrong with it, and had plenty.