Many guys in turn were just icing on the cake, of course.“Sorry, I couldn’t resist the taste of Roxanne’s sweet ass, you know!” Cheryl told me...just before I planted a lip lock on her.“Don’t you dare apologize for rimming someone, especially someone who I love! For that matter, you’re someone I love and you know it! Analingus is such a beautiful act, don’t you think?” I told Cheryl as she climbed on my prick and started riding me in front of everyone.“Yes, well, when we get home, I’m gonna. Our sex life, however, wasn't progressing too well for me. While I wasloving my role as a submissive, feminised slave, I did wish I could getsome sexual pleasure too. Every night I used my expertise with thetongue to bring mistress to orgasm after orgasm. She however would denyme any pleasure. She would not even let me masturbate. I had tosecretly indulge myself when she was at work. In fact, she caught me inthe act twice. The first time she punished me by tying up my wrists andankles together. They arrived back at the loft and Bethany spoke, “This is your stop. I have some work to do, but food will be sent up as soon as you order it.”Allison was cursing herself for freezing up with such a lame apology, but she was so conflicted that she couldn’t seem to muster anything more. She got off the elevator and looked back apologetically again. Bethany glanced at her, looking her over one more time before the elevator closed and she was gone. Allison felt like a prisoner who’d just watched. This meant that I had to work round the screwing couples, even touching them, but they seemed oblivious to my presence. Both girls' eyes were so glazed that I'm not sure they even realized I was there.It was not long before Zohra's seed joined that of his countryman in my daughter's young womb. She hardly seemed to care, as she had her hands wrapped around his buttocks, pulling him in as tightly as she could while she let out orgasmic screams of her own.Andy, having also stripped by this time.