I look at her.she isnt bad naked,nice firm young breasts.nipples are hard (must be the excitement)and a really hairy black bush.i pull her close to me...and we kiss.she holds my cock running her fingers up and down my length and feeling my balls.i suck each nipple and gently bite.she yells in pleasure(i think).i lead her to the couch but she says no not here.she wants my bed.i now know why.she wants me to be her first and she wants it in my bed.she wants the lights on,which i dont mind.i like to. Mistress was alternating with the peddle and the butt plug stimto the point that I was on the verge of passing out. I do not rememberGwen getting off me. Maybe I did pass out. When I became aware of mysurroundings again, Gwen and Mistress Samantha were on either side of me.My face had been wiped clean for the moment and I was able to breathagain.I was totally spent. I could form no real thought that mattered, all Iwanted at the moment was to breath and rest. Mistress was playing withmy. She has wavy blond hair but she straightens it. She’s naturally light skinned but tans, she has beautiful dark green eyes and pearly white teeth. Body wise She’s about 5’2 and 115 lbs, her bust is either a 36C or 34D (they were the largest breasts in our high school) and she has an unbelievably tempting ass thanks to years of yoga and tennis. Although I was about 500 miles away, we kept contact by texting each other every day and skyping on weekends. Because we’ve always been so close we were. Nat found that I could keep up with him. I'm tall and those long legs that I hated in middle school and tolerated in high school had filled out and now looked good. I enjoyed walking because of how it made me feel and how that exercise helped maintain strong legs and a tight butt.I had noticed that Nat looked while we walked and seemed to enjoy what he saw. We reached the top of a big hill and could see for a long way. It was a restful and peaceful scene. As part of that, I felt peaceful around.