I know she had to be able to feel my erect memberpressing against her.The kiss finally broke. She disengaged herself from myembrace and began to walk ...ut of the room. I followed.Within moments we were in the master suite, standing bythe king size bed, embracing once more.I found the tie at the back of her halter top anduntied it. She backed away and allowed it to fall tothe floor in front of her, barring her breasts to mefor the first time. I moaned with lust at their beauty.This was no. All the women struggled and shrieked through their O-gags, while the men used the razors to shock their tits and cunts. “That’s better,” Michael said, turning off his shaving tool. He put it down on the table and grabbed the girl’s tear streaked face. “Are you a slut?” he asked. She shook her head furiously and tried to curse at him. Michael went over to the wall of sex toys and tools and picked out a very large, bulb-headed purple dildo. “I hope you’re wet,” he said to the girl, and jammed the. Now if he wanted to surf on internet he had no option but to come to my room.He was angry for a few days but was then normal. Slowly I became addicted to my son’s dick and I used to imagine just him in my fingering sessions. On one such day I was fantasizing his dick in my pussy and fingering my pussy when the phone rang.The call was from my friend Geeta and she told me that she had caught devesh and shivang masturbating in the morning. I was shocked thinking how can my son do a thing like this. Belle gasped at the sensation until Lucy stopped. Her mistress moved off the bed but leaned down again to push her nose against Belle's now wet pussy through the fabric. The smell caused the familiar tightening of her panties. Her tongue raised against the gusset of Belle's moist knickers, pushing in. Both girls moaned. Lucy pulled at each strap of the pink thong and tore them down Belle's smooth milky legs, over her small feet. Lucy took a moment to admire Belle's pussy - her cleanly waxed.