The lights were slightly brighter than the night before, allowing him to discern colors, and see contours in more detail. Mystique, wearing the same p...nk and white mask, sat on the edge of the bed wearing a white corset, vertical pink stripes ran along its length. Her panties were pink, the front decorated with a small white bow. Her legs spread, clad in white thigh high stockings, feet resting on the floor, next to a pair of pink heels, Mystique's inserted her feet into the heels as she rose,. She pulls me up to her mouth as she kisses me deeply with her hands rubbing down my chest and she find the junction where my shirt ends. She pulls my shirt over my head and moves down my body kissing my chest as she finally gets to her knees, she looks up at me with her brown sex eyes. She hooks her fingers into the waistband of my shorts and pulls them and my boxers down in one go. My hard cock lightly slaps her cheek which makes her giggle a little. She takes my cock in her hand and licks the. ”I buried my face between her thighs. Her breath escaped with a hiss. “Ohhhhh. There is THAT!” And another long sigh, her pelvis moving against my tongue.I stood, stripping my clothes off. She sat up, ‘helping’, which meant that there were a couple of times my knees almost buckled. I have a million reasons to be happy with my Cindy. One of them is that she knows every sexual button on me, and happily pushes them all.An hour later, the score was Cindy – 4, Dan – 2 and we shared a little nap in. I had done a lot of blow jobs!Adam held his hands up for silence. "Oscar has agreed to take Vanessa as his bitch."'Oh, my god, ' I thought, taken completely by surprise. Oscar had been fucking me pretty frequently, but so far always organized by Adam and always in front of men watching. At night he was taken back to the kennels, and my night's sleep was only interrupted by men coming in to use me. What would it mean, if I belonged to Oscar? Would he be allowed to spend the night with me, in my.