He was no longer thinking about her age or the fact thatshe was almost the same age as his son. She was just a slave, histo do with as he wished. "L...t me see you play with yourself. Show me how you make yourselfcum when you get hot," he said, his voice heavy with lust, "butdon't cum. That is a privilege and you must have my permissionfirst."He sat in a chair next to Rosie while they watched the show. Hisright hand continued stroking his cock through his briefs while hisleft hand roamed. “So have you or no?” He persisted.“No I haven’t slept with any of the others. Just Samantha” I said. I didn’t really lie. I didn’t tell him about Jack, but he didn’t ask. Or did he? Well, it wouldn’t help things to mention Jack to him, so I guess it’s ok.“So how have you been?” I asked him…John:“So how have you been?” Holly asked me, the loaded question right off the bat.“Oh I’m great” I said. Idiot, you aren’t with your girl, you aren’t great. Poor word choice. I never found myself nervous. “Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she chants over and over against my mouth with her eyes closed. Sir slides vibes into both of our pussies and a dildo into my ass, while he drives in and out of Sam's ass. He makes sure the vibes are turned on, and alternates fucking our pussies and my ass with the toys. but never losing rhythm in Sam's ass. Sam and I are kissing wildly, moaning loudly and Sam opens her eyes to look at me. I can tell by her face that she is close to orgasm. “Sir, she is close to. Kissing your way down her throat you stop at that closure. With a slight pause you tug it with your teeth, turning it so it pops open under the pressure. Falling to the sides it leaves her bare to your eyes.Large white breasts topped with erect pink nipples beg for you attention. The firelight dances with shadows over her. Eyes closed, she waits. And waits. A fresh ice cube between your fingers touches Bo's nipple. Instantly it puckers and tightens. Drops of water race to the underneath of the.