Two of the girls were married, one had even persuaded her husband to have sex with her. All had had to learn to satisfy their own urges. I made sure t...at all the five not currently lying under me were either engaged in bringing themselves up to well-lubricated states or bring themselves to heavenly satisfaction again (they all agreed that their own fingers were no match for my erection in that department) or doing the same to someone else. This latter they took some persuasion over, why give. “You must be home alone or you wouldn’t be kissing me” she said.“Yes I am alone” I said.“That’s good because I want you to come over and try something later if you have time. Yes, I am home early. I had a meeting upstate today earlier today and now I have some extra time for myself” she said. “I am going to bake my favorite dessert this afternoon and would like to invite you over for some.”“Of course” I said. “I am home alone for the rest of the day.” I smiled and accepted the invitation. 3235 expecting the worse. In walked some dame and I immediately relaxed. "Micky Rodriguez," she asked, trembling slightly. "Yeah, what's it to you, slave?" I responded bluntly."I'm not a slave," she stated, indicating with her left hand the lack of a slave collar. It was at that point I took it all in. It was obvious from the fact that she was dressed, she was no slave, a rarity in women these days. She wore a conservative pair of shorts that revealed only the slightest sign of pubic hair,. She squirmed and squealed. "No! No! Steven!"I started lowering my lips, biting on my way down."No! No, now. Steven, don't you dare. Steven!"I licked her tuft. But she didn't fight.She said, "I'll bet you think you're smart, don't you."I said, with my tongue stretched downward as far as it would go, "Yellsh." Steven. But that doesn't tickle, hon."I looked up at her from the corner of my eyes, my tongue still twisting and searching for her.She was grinning down at me, teasing. "You wanna make me.