I heard moan and groan with pleasure. We didn't speak much. There was no need - just the two of us enjoying ourselves, together.Then I thought I saw a...bright flash through my closed eyelids, then another. I opened my eyes to see Mandy holding the camera. She was taking pictures as the dildo slid in and out of us. Yep, she really was enjoying this. While gently riding the cock, she turned the camera to inspect her handiwork. She was so carried away by the scene and the moment that the first pic. ““Yes, Mistress. At once.”“Sparkling white wine,” said Miss Zena.“Yes, Miss. “No doubt they needed something to fortify themselves with after Miss Zena’s news. Good. I hoped the trepidation in their hearts would increase. I entered the Wine Dispensary and made for the ice-box where a selection of white wines was laid out. There were six bottles there... but no sparkling wine. However, there some bottles of it in the rack alongside. Miralda’s fault. She was Miss Karena’s personal slave-girl. She. I'm sure I won't last very long in your tight throat."She started pushing more of her monster snake in my mouth and down my throat. I continued to use my meditation skills to keep myself relaxed and before I knew it her balls were resting on the bridge of my nose."Shit! That feels good! You've got the tightest throat I've ever had the pleasure of dicking in my life. You're doing great Lance. Here comes the fun part," she said and proceeded to pump her rod in and out of my throat. Slowly at. One of the guys put his finger inside and found its way to my asshole,while I collected the money. After I was done collecting, he snatched the moneyfrom my hand and seating himself on a chair, he opened his pants, and stashedit in his undies, and said, “I know you can gimme a lap dance and take itback.”I was already in the mood, and I went up to him, sat on hislap, and started shaking my boobies right in front of his face. Then, I turnedmyself around, and got my butts real close to his face,.