------------------------------------------------------Chapter 3The corvette roared to life and Ian turned up the radio as they pulled ontothe highway.... Angel beat herself up in her mind, cursing her stupidity andher hormones. She understood the blaring music was his cue that he didntwant to talk, and she slumped sadly in her seat. The one thing they hadalways been able to do was talk and she suddenly felt very lost.In the drivers seat, Ian was also silently berating himself. He looked. That's where I left off. After about 3 seconds of all that shit running through my mind I knew no matter what I was going to open those boxers and take out that pink looking cock and see it and taste it for the first time. I looked up at him and with assurance he was cool. My eyes were focused on the slit and I went for it and opened it to revil this 6" pinkish cock and balls that looked to of been recently shaven. I was amazed at it's glory and was pleased to know it wasnt a hairy mess. Don't. Leon’s fingers had trembled as he felt my boobs for the first time but when he reached my clit he was a world champion! I almost came as he fingered me, delving into my folds gently before replacing them with his monster cock. I’m certain I squealed louder than when over Mr Bradshaw’s knee by the time Leon had fully entered me, his ten inches rocking me back and forth, obviously stimulated by the motion of my breasts dancing in tune before him. When he came it was truly awesome and without. An hour before dinner the ladies retired to get dressed. Linda wasadorned with bells on her septum and nipple piercings as well as herlower earrings. Lady P would always know where her submissive wastonight.The first guest to arrive was an old friend. Mistress Madge lookedsplendid in her ball gown with her slave Angie submissively tethered tothe leash in Madge's hand. Angie herself was dressed in a classic Frenchmaid dress with ballet shoes. The dress had been hidden by a cloak toavoid.