I slowly came up to her lips where the leakage started. I kissed her lips. She kept her teeth tightly closed, but she allowed me chew her lips. It had...the taste of the sweet lime juice she drank. I asked her not to close her teeth. She still kept her teeth closed. I used my tongue to tickle her teeth. She opened her teeth and allowed my tongue inside. She was now responding back. I slowly pushed her to lie on the bed and I lied over her. We continued to kiss. She broke the kiss and got up. I couldn’t help but notice that Diane was one of those nervous young things that had lots going for her down below the waistline but she was cursed with a terrible long pointed nose and a chin line that made her look like she was bobbing for apples.A quick trip to the ladies for Diane and I had her bobbing something a little more substantial than apples up there between my French-scented legs with her schoolgirl tongue and submissive attitude that made my knickers drenched with anticipatory. Little did she know that it was Ann I was thinking of as we rutted on that desk! I felt immense pride in knowing that I had 'marked my territory' with two women in one place.Another time we had been on a cycle ride in and around the local country lanes. I don't know about you but when I ride my bike the saddle tends to put pressure on my balls and that makes me hard! Pretending to need a rest I walked into a field that had a long line of those round hay bales wrapped in black plastic and before. She hid in a small light wooden crate, a fish crate to her disgust and the reek she was now having to endure, but the gaps between the boards of the box afforded her a good view of the path ahead. As the clanging noise approach Jessica crouched with anticipation and then the source appeared.It was a false alarm just another slave like herself out shopping for her master. The tall slender Arab girl hands linked securely behind her back holding a shopping bag hurried along ankle hobbles clanking..