She entered Master's room, and stopped in confusion. Five identical faces stared back at her; she couldn't tell which one was her Master. The masters ...etected her problem at once; one with an angry expression on his face spoke harshly to her."Is this the slave who presumes to act without instruction from her Master? Who presumes to second-guess his decisions as to her discipline? Normally you would refer to your own master as simply Master, while referring to masters not your own by using. A group of five men watched as a slender, blond woman with an absolutely stunning figure played very naughtily. She wore a skin tight leather mini-skirt and a shear blouse, revealing the body of a Penthouse Pet. Her perky breasts defied gravity and I could see her hard nipples brushing the edge of the table as she bent over again to shoot. As she hiked one knee on the table I couldn't help but notice she wasn't wearing panties. Nice! I thought.Almost as if she'd heard my thoughts, when she was. When my tutor started teasing my ears I went crazy as I was feeling sweet sensations and tickled at the same time which I can never explain but it had that magic which made me a little wild. I was trying to resist but my tutor pressed me with his body weight on the couch so I couldn’t move and my tutor kept on doing that for a very long time. My small penis got hard my first erection because of another man and my tutor was licking kissing and biting my neck. I never knew that I can feel these. ”“Hmm. If it’s any consolation, all the other teams reported they’d rather be climbing up the stairs rather than down.”“Ah, that’s nice to know...” After a moment of silence, Mark offered his hand toFatima.She accepted it and gave it a friendly squeeze. “So, how’s married life been?”Mark sighed. “It’s been really wonderful. I miss Jada a lot, other than that life with Toshi and Frida has been idyllic. Toshi and Frida miss Jada too.”Fatimanodded. “I’m very glad to hear it. There’s so much that.