I placed each of my hands on his lap for balance and began to slide my lips up and down the top third of him. His cock hitting the beginning of my thr...at each time before pulling away. I kept the tempo slow and steady, the same pace I could feel James' wet cock grinding against my arse hole. Without realizing, much like Tom I had arched myself so James had full access to rub against. Occassionally James would snag his cock against arse hole before continuing to grind himself. He was applying. He looked at the clock on the stand next to the bed. It was five a.m. He had plenty of time for one last roll in the hay before he had to get going so he wouldn’t be late for work. He slid closer to the woman and felt his cock begin to slide between her ass cheeks. Electricity shot through him. ‘I gotta fuck her one more time!’ he thought, ‘Damn, if she’s as hot this morning as she was last night, I’m going to work bow-legged! Christ, I hope she didn’t do the stuff she did last night because. I didn’t think the young boy was managing to sleep either. Had he not fallen asleep before they started, he would most definitely have a hard time doing so now. Furthermore, he was lying closest to the wall through which the muffled sounds of pleasure were travelling. Intermittently I could filter out my sister’s feminine voice hushing through giggles, urging her partner to go about his business more silently, though it seemed to have no effect, and it wasn’t as if her moans were non-existent. She knew of course it would be hard to explain if she got caught carrying a slave collar around with her but she would have to risk that.With a final smile to herself in the mirror she opened her door and stepped out into a brave new world!Sitting on the bus she had to keep squeezing her legs together to try and ease her excitement. On her last trip to Eastfield she had counted the slaves she saw in town, it was easy as they were all naked! She had stopped counting the accompanied ones after.