"I want to sit on your face. Oh my God yes, Katie," squealed Sally as she untied my wrists and lay back on the bed.I kneeled over her and lowered my s...x onto her tummy, wiping my dripping pussy slowly up her body as I inched towards her face. When I reached her breasts, I started rubbing my clit over her hard nipples, with each forward push stopping teasingly short of her expectant tongue.Our eyes met and I saw the need burning in her eyes. "Fuck my face!" she suddenly demanded.I didn't argue.. It left me time tofantasize about Marla and Tonya "together" with me as their sissy maidservant. A number of quite intoxicating possibilities for mutual funquickly flashed through my kinky imagination, many of which I was sureMarla shared since on occasions she had used some of these sharedimaginations to excite us both in scene. Neither of us knew for sureabout the perky little blond's interests, but she and Marla teased backand forth.As if reading my mind, my Lady reached out and touched. They, too, waved to make sure the driver spotted them and stopped.They too approached the rear of the bus,one plopping into a window seat two seats ahead of where I sat.The other stood beside where the woman sat and motioned with his hand to move over. I thought I noticed a slight protest but she did stand up and move over to the window seat, staring intently out the window as the young man sat down next to her;as if trying to avoid him I thought.I looked the new arrivals over as closely as I. I checked my watch. 7:27. Taking a deep breath, I climbed out of my car and made my way across the shingle drive to the porch. As my feet crunched on the stones I heard the trees gently rustle in the light wind that swirled around the massive house. I climbed the steps and rang the door bell. 7:29.The door swung inwards and Peter stood there, dressed in a smart black suit, white shirt (straining at his belly) and black bow tie. He ushered me in and steered me to a room just off the black and.