Soon his panties would show the dampness ofhis precum. He yearned for Mistress to fondle his cock and balls, andthen remove his panties so she could s...e Miss Dianella in her fullmajestic glory. Instead Mistress continued to slowly encircle him,brushing the back of her hand against his pantied buns and flanks,anywhere but the one place Darrell yearned for her to touch. Darrell hadread about dominas and how they liked to tease their subs. Now he wasexperiencing it for himself.Finally, the agony. Meanwhile, the blond wasn’t holding me anymore. He had taken a digicam and started recording, his manrod hard and standing up, 8 inch of meat that I would soon take all the way up my boyish ass.That first face fuck lasted about five minutes. The man with the pony tail was very horny and soon gave me a taste of the drink he had saved for me all night. It was thick and milky, and I was forced to swallow it all. He wouldn’t let me move. He kept me still and flooded my mouth. I tried swallowing to. Our mouths parted and her small frame twisted so her mouth closed over my quickly hardening erection. She soon had me hard and again twisted her body so she was straddled above my hard cock. Kneeling just above the purple head, her fingers parting her own pussy lips. Her pussy was already fully lubricated as she fed the hard length of my cock between her pussy lips. She bucked as she raised and lowered her hips deeply feeling every inch I had to offer her. Even though I had already cum three. Actually, I enjoyed the ‘me-time’. It was enlightening. The respite gave me an opportunity to think and strategize. Are you indulging in dessert?” “Can we share, Rain?” “My tiramisu?” “Yes, if that’s what you ordered.” “I did.” “Uh huh, I’d like some of yours. Yeah, let’s share, and let me place an additional dessert order for later. I’d like a cookie with cream, please.” Jon gave a single nod, and his eyes dropped down to the part in my thighs. I leaned in, looked down, and whispered, “And I’d.