Knowing what had happened an hour or so before I wondered if he could taste spunk. It didn’t take me long to climax as I writhed around on the bench...with my hand on his head.I love oral sex, giving and receiving, male or female it doesn’t matter. I was coming as he licked me off, I exploded as he fingered me and rubbed my clit, my juice trickled down my leg as he stood up smiling, I immediately reached and undid his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers I released his cock, 71/2” of. " I finally uttered the words, "Yes, Mistress," very softly. Still unsure of what was acceptable. I heard the click of her heels on the wooden floor as she approached, unable to look up to see her. "You will also never look directly at Mistress. You will keep your eyes averted unless told to do otherwise. You are not worthy of looking Mistress in the eye. Is that understood slave?" she continued to give me orders. "Yes Mistress." I spoke a little clearer now, the word become more natural for. I had olive oil and I asked her to lay on her front in the bed (back exposed to me). I open her bra and remove it completely but I don’t see her nipples yet and started pouring oil on her back and started slowly massaging the whole back, shoulder and especially the spinal cord with two fingers. I realized that she felt relaxed and she is enjoying my touching my hands on her body, it passed currents in her body. I did this for about 20 minutes and then asked her to remove her petticoat to expose. " Eh," Antario grunted, telling her to continue, though not actively encouraging it.Alice had the others tell their own stories to build their trust in each other. Thomas went first, and then Sandra. Antario, though, wasn't nearly as forthcoming, at least not initially."Me immigrate from Greece. Never welcome here, never treated well. But people 'spect me work. I work hard and people no choice but 'cept me."He sat down hard on the ground, as if he couldn't be bothered lowering himself, but once.