We once again watched the woman as she started sucking on his manhood. “That’s called a blowjob?” my sister asked.I didn’t bother to answer as...it sounded like a rhetorical question. A few minutes later and she stood up, leading the guy into her kitchen. Somehow we missed how the guy’s pants, shoes, socks and underwear were removed, and now the guy took off his shirt leaving him naked as the day he was born. The woman sat on the kitchen counter, which she cleared moments before. The man helped. What if Oscar's class had finished early? What if he walked in at the climactic moment? What if... The clock struck 15:55 and the question vanished - he was doing this. He pulled his jeans down to below his arse, just low enough to get at his dick easily. He grabbed the limp flesh in his hand and attempted to stimulate it, closing his eyes to tap into the "wank bank" of his imagination. There were no visual aids allowed in the Danger Wank; you had to work from scratch. Graphic image after. My hands are tied again and my feet are spreadeagled and tied to the bench leg irons.I feel cocks touching me... pumping into my arse as they take turns, from my pussy to arse, arse to pussy. i lose count how many times .. A cock looms to my face.. it is my masters cock..your cock. I ask , may I suck?. " Yes sweet, suck me till i cum, I love seeing you getting fucked hard..take me deep into your mouth, once you have swallowed every drop, i will allow you to cum again"Eagerly I suck masters. “But let me assure you of several things. First and foremost, we are here willingly. Everything is consensual. We serve Mistress Emma because we choose to; we enjoy it. I understand that for some people that may be a bit of a buzz-kill, but it is important to know that we are all here by choice. That includes you, as well. Should things become too uncomfortable for you at any time, you are free to say so and free to leave. But I think I speak for everyone here when I say that I hope you.