"Chelsea lay down. It's our guests turn to return the favor," he said. Chelsea laid back grabbing onto the headboard and spreading her legs wide. Isab...lle looked at him questioning. "Get busy slut," he told the young maid. "Master, I, I've never..." "You said you 'would do anything', did you not? Now you will do anything, slut." "Yes, Master," she said knowing that she wasn't going to get out of what she was to do. Isabelle got between Chelsea's spread legs and leaned forward. She tentatively. I grind my pussy with yours. I massage you tits. hmmm. "Please, I need you." I tell you to take your bra off and I suck on each nipple, back and forth for a couple of minutes. I take my bra off. You know not to touch. This is all about you right now, there'll be plenty of time for me. I pull your panties off and then mine. I kiss your shaved mound, you buck, you are so horny. I lick your slit. hmmmm. I find your clit and lick it, hmmm. Then I stick my tongue deep in your pussy. You. She started running her fingers up my thigh and I moaned. She pulled my fishnets off and I leaned up to her and asked her what her name was. She blushed and whispered back, "Stella, what is yours?" I told her that mine was Julie. She grinned and leaned down and rubbed her fingers against my pussy lips as her mouth assaulted my nipples. I gasped as her fingers plunged into me, into my wet core. She started to pump her fingers rythemically. I told her that I needed a little more and then I. However, because it was cut so low, the top of her lacy bra showed. The bodice was form fitting to her breasts and waist, hugging both her hips and well-defined thighs."It's not too tight, is it?" she asked."Uh... no," Chris gulped. Then he added boldly, "It looks great on you. But, the bra has to go. Turn around."Allison turned around and looked back over her shoulder at her son.Gathering up his courage he said, "Hmm, I think the panties have to go too. You can see the outline."Allison looked.