She started to strip the bed. Her tits and ass jiggled delightfully as she moved back and forth making the bed. When she was done there, she said look...ng and pointing pass me “I’ll need to clean the bathroom.” As she walked towards me I turned to the side so she could pass. She reached out and firmly grabbed now very hard dick and gave it a few good jerks.Her movements were a model of efficiency. Gathered the trash and placed it by the door, all the time she wiggled her ass and shook her tits. “Patty,” Master said in his low gentle voice, “are you having fun with your sex toy? Have you forgotten I am due home tonight?” Patty jumped up wide eyed, Cindy was thrown into the floor as Patty assumed her position on the floor. Cindy was in a panic, she didn’t know what to do. “Patty, do you not think it would be a good idea to show Cindy what she should do when I come in? A slave should always know what to do when their master comes in the room.” Patty looked up and Cindy, panic. I thrust a few more times and then began to use only abouthalf my length in her. My strokes faster and less violentnow, I sawed in and out of her tight body, reaching down I began to frig herclit. Whether she wanted to cum or not she was going to and I would make sure Idid not cum until she did. I played her clit like an Amati violin as Imanipulated her love button. It took me another 10 minutes before she finallyhowled and I felt her pussy grow wetter and wetter, her body writhing. Bouncing and shushing her somewhat helplessly John turned a few shades of red himself at the stares and smiles of some of the on-lookers. Dee bounced back upright, pushing her hair back out of her way and sputtering with equally embarrassed exasperation. ‘Mary Fiona Rourke! That’s Daddy! Shush now, sweetness, that’s Daddy – come home. Remember Daddy?’ The little round face assumed a serious expression, her dark eyes brimming with unshed tears and her rosebud mouth pouting. She looked from.