And I kissed my way to her breast... I raised her back with my right arm and turned the lock of her strap to open her bra...After a couple of turns, h...r bra came loose and her nicely shaped tits came to view... I pulled her bra down and sucked her nipples...I took my arm from her back and slid it down her skirt...My left arm was supporting me to remain on top of her...I pulled her underwear... He lifted her ass to assist me in doing so...This allowed me to take her underwear off...(we weren't. I orgasmed differently. I cried verbally my joy. "Yes, Master! Master! Maaaaaaster!"I was cumming. I felt such happiness. His cock continued to pump my pussy. It made me continue to feel good. Oh god! What was happening?My happy way rose again. I moaned loudly as a second orgasm hit. Such joy!His cock pumped faster and his breathing told me he was close. He thrust fast then held his cock deep. His cum exploded hard into my pussy. He grunted while his cock shook getting every drop out of his cum. I know how this feels because she does this to me. He had his arms completely around her stealing little feels of her ass, all the while I'm pretending not to notice, but believe me I wasn't missing a thing. His little feels started down low and I could tell as he bought his hands up, he was actually under her dress, feeling bare ass. In those loose fitting slacks, his hard cock was prettty noticeable. I saw her reach down and grasp his cock through his pants. I was hoping no one else noticed. The pink chiffonheadscarf, low on the forehead and tied behind the ears; the hastily-applied eyebrowpencil, rouge and lipstick; the skimpy, scanty pink frock, generously trimmed with whitelace, its skirt only just long enough to cover the bare essentials, and then only just,and the plunging neckline ending with a pretty edging of white lace just above thenipples; the tiny white apron, the edges of which Martina now held out at an angle — the‘curtsey-ready’ angle as Claire liked to call it; and.