S-serve... her M-Master... oooohhhh... p-pleeeee... eease...” Quentin Osman smiled a slow smile. It was a wonderful moment for him. One that emphasi...ed his supreme power over both women. He was the arbiter of their fate; he it was who had the ultimate yea or nay. “It’s alright, my dear Melissa,” he said. “It won’t be like that. In fact, it will be the other way around!” Melissa looked at him dumbly. Rather like Julia had done. Uncomprehendingly. “W-What... oh w-what... ?” she began. Then she. I joked “No wonder you bought the razor” She smiled and gave me a hard squeeze on my dick. I went “AAAaaaahhh” and gave her pussy a squeeze.Meena removed her churidar while I was busy kissing her navel and caressing my hand over her thighs and pussy. Now this aunty was lying in front of me in her bra and undies. I went up to her and kissed her face and lips. Now we were lying on sideways positions. Her left leg on wrapped around me. I removed her bra and felt her breasts. OMG. I never knew they. Getting ready was such a buzz. Jen told Estelle to do my hair so she was doing that while Jen put some eye makeup and lipstick on me. I don’t usually get to wear makeup so that was a first for me. It felt so good to have two people working on me at once like that. Then we took turns to do Estelle’s hair and makeup and then Jen’s. And all the time, the three of us were chatting about hair and makeup and what looks good for different people and so on. I learned heaps but it was all so much fun.. "I do hate you" Trina answered unconvincinly. "We both know you don't mean that... I'm glad... I'm glad I found your diary Trina"."What? I'm not! You invaded my privacy. You clearly read things that nobody was ever supposed to know. You ruined my life" Trina whispered the last line defeated. Her body shook as she fought down another sob. "We can't let anyone find out" Bree said quietly placing her hand on her sister's thigh. "Well no shit. It's bad enough you know. If anyone else knew I'd be.