From the bedroom, I heard calls of "In here!" and LOTS of giggling. There was an empty bottle of wine on the coffee table, and a sweet smell in the ai... that told me that alcohol was not the only thing indulged in that afternoon.Inside the bedroom, I smiled at the site of Kitty and Jacqi curled up together on top of the sheets. They were wearing only smiles and the aforementioned collars. The two of them looked like they had spent a great deal of time enjoying each other, from the slightly. His tongue would slowly slide up and down, filling her soaking hole with his tongue, teasing her and wanting to taste her wetness. It made her insides burn just knowing a part of him was in but she wanted to feel so much more. Inside she was soaked making perfect lubricant for his fingers to slowly penetrate her entrance, making her groan loudly and her back arch. She felt his two fingers enter her, making her body feel weak as a whimper escaped. His pace fastened as his fingers circled inside. You should really put it away," she replied as she continued to stare at his organ. There was no conviction in her voice. "You make me so hot. I couldn't keep my eyes off of you tonight," he cajoled her. "We really should stop now..." she panted. Her eyes were still glued to his prick. He reached down and stroked his meat making the head swell. "We don't have to do anything..." he plied. "I don't know.... What about him?" she motioned to me on the couch. "He's out like a light. I don't think. I guess I can't get in too far over my head as long as John's in charge. He wouldn't do anything I couldn't handle. I've always been such an independent person, and it's kind of hard to believe that I've turned myself over to anyone so completely. John isn't just 'anybody,' though, and it seems completely natural. I love it. I love that my body pleases him. I love what he does to my body and how it makes me feel. I love him, love him, love him. Mmm, that feels nice.His lips and tongue finally.