The waitress stuck her hand in her mouth as she moaned loudly."On your knees slut. Suck this teenage waitresses little wet pussy" Claire ordered. Both...women were too scared of Claire to argue. Claire filmed the scene with her camera as the young blonde waitress sat on the edge of the bench legs up in the air spread wide. The brunette slut on her knees lapping the young bald pussy. Claire backed up to the bathroom entry door as voices could be heard outside the locked door. "Won't be long ladies. He removes the blindfold, I blink a few times. Master has drawn the blinds, so it’s not so bright in here, but it’s still well lit. I look towards the others, and see them all watching our private moment together. I flush, and smile at them. I turn my gaze back at Master, who grins down at me like a school boy with candy. “Shall we continue, Mo Chroiu?” “Oh, yes please, Master.” I coo lightly, wanting this more than ever. He reaches up and un-cuffs one handcuff, he helps me twist until I’m. She felt his bulge rubbing against her lower belly. Playfully, she grinded her body against his crotch.Ram didn’t expect that. He gave a little playful squeeze to her bottom. She didn’t try to move his hand away. It felt nice sitting there. She started to rub her crotch against his legs. He was quite aware of what she was doing. “You are a bit of a cock teaser aren’t you?” He remarked. She kept an innocent face as if she didn’t catch on to it. The music stopped and changed to a faster rhythm,. He was being mocked. She was playing with him and wanted him to know it. He looked away, embarrassed, forced himself to think about other things, deeply unsexy stuff like what was for dinner later, but it was futile, he was aching with desire and the one and only thing he wanted to do was stride manfully across to little Miss Miller over there, rip her clothes off and drill her senseless. The challenge, as always, was to get through the hour without attempting that. Easier said than done on.