?No problem Sara,? I said. ?I’ve got extra fuses. Be right back.? ?Thank you Sir,? she smiled. ?I’ll have something cold to drink when y...u get back.? ?Sounds like a plan, oh and please call me Max.? I was back quickly and installed the new fuse. Then I checked her entertainment system. No sight of any fire so I just checked her connections. They were fine. Sara was sitting on the couch. She had a pitcher of margaritas on the coffee table. Smiling, she patted a spot. Summer was on her hands and knees while Carl had a handful of her hair in his fist and he used it to guide her head up and down on his cock. I couldn’t see much more of Summer or any of Darren, but I could tell by the way Summer’s body was being jerked back and forth that Darren had to be fucking her from behind. I couldn’t dare move any further down the hall and I nearly shit myself when Carl looked over towards the door, but he quickly refocused on the blow job that Summer was giving. My personalpreference is to be encased in latex servicing my mistress for hours onend. Recently though I've been having fantasies of being on my kneesgiving blow jobs while enfem. I've even been surfing the net to watchsissies sucking dick and find the thought very arousing. I'm halfwayhoping once Sandra hooks me up that she will act like a real Dominatrixand have me on my knees. I wonder if this is what made me suggest comingas a sissy?Today is the day of the party. I spend 2 hours on makeup. Her confidence returned. She pulled Michael up after her so they were standing facing each other. Then she traced her hand down his chest, sliding it down to his crotch. Gently but firmly she pressed her palm onto the front there, feeling his hardness. Looking him in the eyes, she knelt down between his legs. Then she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his pants and slipped them carefully over his bum, past his thighs and down to the floor. All the while she deliberately held his gaze,.