Then one Thursday when Barb was again home alone for a few hours she signed on and found another message."Waiting Damsel. I have an idea. We both are ...uffering from the same thing - loss, or I should say, lessening of our romantic lives. We both love our mates and will never leave them. But we also both know that right now they don't have the time for the romance we desire. I think we should meet for one night. Just a few hours. No names, no details. Just one truly romantic encounter. 'Just. I was standing next to my slave and played with his locked up cock as they dumped all their hot sticky cum into his mouth one by one.I noticed that he wasn’t going to swallow the cum as it started running out the side of his mouth and over his lips ,so I held his nose closed.Very quickly he had to swallow all of it as he had to breath. I loved watching him get fucked and swallowing cum at the same time. I took the gag off and shunned him for being such a filthy whore. He still tried to say. She found the short furtrimmed coat she had gotten on her last shopping spree, and wentdownstairs to sort out the plates and cutlery for the picnic.Sam walked in when she got to the hallway."Wow, love your hair babe!"Babe she thought, never been called that before. She liked it."Are you sure, I can get the wig if you want." No I prefer it. It's all you, all Michelle."Sam had been busy, He had brought food and and old fashioned wickerpicnic basket."What do you think. I found it in the retro. She slowed down and slid the fake cock inside her slightly, moving it in and out, rubbing the shaft against her clit as she fucked herself. Within minutes, she laid her head back, her moaning stopped, she had gasp, holding her breath. Julie slowly pulled the buzzing cock out of her, the tip touching and vibrating against her young clit as she began to cum. Julie began squirting her young girl juices from her pussy, it kept coming from her pussy as she rubbed more vigorously, the dildo over.