" She rises from the loveseat and walks a few steps. I cannot see Don, but Lynn appears to be standing in front of him. His hands come into view and h... fondles her breasts. Now his face is visible as he takes one of her breasts in her mouth. She says in a little girl voice, "That's it, suck them good." Charles gets up and stands behind her. He nuzzles her neck and puts his arms around her waist holding her breasts as Don suckles them. He instructs him, "Play with this little slut's pussy." Don. “You look a little nervous,” he said. “While I think you need to glow.”Greta giggled beside me. “Master, you are going to ruin her dress.”He drew up the satin skirt. It rustled and shifted over my petticoats. I shivered, the heat growing in my pussy. That molten passion swelled. My hands clenched as he exposed more and more of the lacy petticoats beneath.“Let me help, Master,” Greta said. She moved up before me, her own skirts swishing, and clutched at the layers of petticoats, lifting them.. The poster featured lots of pretty teenage girls - some dressed and some completely naked - and also a few good looking boys - some of them dressed and some undressed too. But right at the bottom in amongst all the smaller print was the take home prize money amount for the first, second and third place winners.“Wow!” said Chris. “That’s almost five times the amount they were offering last time. They must be really serious in promoting this thing to put up money like that. They must really want. Tugging at you. My eyes fluttered open. What I saw and felt was surreal. Monica had my shaft in her mouth and was slowly sucking on it. Her hand wrapped around the base. She was on her hands and knees, rubbing herself with her free hand as she bobbed slowly up and down on me. My eyes rolled back in my head. The last time a woman woke me this way was... well. Never. I reached out to her, placing my hand on her thigh to beckon her closer. Without losing concentration, she inched toward me, swung.