It was a feeling I had experienced before. The five or six men I’ve slept with all loved my breasts. They are big and round and firm, and apparently...hard to ignore. But feeling Bree’s lips on my breasts was a different experience. Maybe it was the strong feminine energy in the room. Maybe it was the breaking down of a taboo, but whatever it was, it was amazing. She raised her arms, and I lifted her pink, lacy teddy over her head. We came together again, and the feeling of her warm breasts on. She howled so loudly, it was a wonder no one heard us. I pulled at her nipples and mauled her tits, while I fucked with an a****l rage. I want to live in this asshole, was my thought. "Nowhere else I'd rather be than in this tight shitter" I shouted. I pulled at her hair to get a good purchase on what I was fucking. She wailed as cum squirted between her legs, saturating my bouncing balls. I pulled out and watched her back arch as she quivered and panted uncontrollably. I could see deep into. It was coming back to me now. We were having a light hearted dinner, talkof memories, and of my continuing ability to Escape long termenslavement. Thinking back I could feel the somewhat evil grin thatresonated from the new Lady, Mistress Ki, and how is seemed to bemirrored by each of the Ladies each time they made eye contact. That iswhere my memory stopped. There was Nothing else. Dinner, wine, questionsand now I was waking up here.That sinking feeling came over me, but only to be brushed to. .making it full of wetness..and playing with iylike if it were minetouching it and the kissing itanf then sucking itrubbing itand making it want it more and moread then ..i gradually move up and use my veru hot hard ecrect penis and runb it on your hot wet wanting muffunas i rub it back and forthsssooooo hot as it flows with wetnessand so vey slippery as my penis goes back and forth over the open lips of your hot wet sweet pussy soooo hot as i hpld my penis on it...rubbing it on your clit ..wet.