As I tried to continue I saw both of their faces twisting as they came, covering the underside of the table and the floor with their juices. About th...s time our waitress Susan came to the table and said, “You girls need any refills?” I spoke up, since the other two were still recovering. “I think we could all use a drink about now to replenish lost fluids; any ideas, Susan?” She slid in beside me and with a sly grin said, “What lost fluids would those be?” Reaching under my skirt, she was a. What are you, Vanessa?” he asked conversationally.“A slave girl, sir, a slut, a fucktoy, a cunt, a...”“Precisely,” he said, stopping her. “You are the lowest of the low. These women can order you to do whatever they wish.” He looked over at the buxom brunette drying the dishes. “Marcy, what would you order Vanessa to do?”“Eat my pussy, sir. Eat me and lick my asshole, if that’s all right with you, Mister Joseph,” she said.“Fine. You may sit on the chair and Vanessa will take care of you.” Marcy. His constant groaning was music that was only interrupted by a few snorts from time to time. I kept the pace to bend over so he could play with my boobs again. He tried to sit up to suck them but couldn’t, although his hands moved from my hips to my breast. I had my arms over his shoulders and grinding my pelvic enjoying his cock buried in me. Suddenly he pushed me straight up and told me to fuck him faster. Taking my hips, he forced me like a rag doll to fuck faster and faster.As I was. She was crying and moaning as wave after wave of ecstasy rocked her body. She continued crying for at least two minutes, as she later explained it was two minutes of pure sexual ecstasy.John rolled off her spent; she leaned on her elbow looking at him. “John in my life I’ve had several husband and lovers, in the last two hours you’ve shown me sexual ecstasy. I didn’t think anything would compare to the first fuck we did but this one surpassed that one by anything else I’ve ever experienced, I’m.