Michelle was straining in his chastity and against his bonds but couldn’t do very much expect for just sitting there and watching through the mirror...All he could do was watch his Mistress slowly masturbate herself into a frenzy. His own frustration rising. The sound of the doorbell, amplified through the baby monitor caused his Mistress to look up from the bed. A smile crossed her face as she looked directly at the mirror.“The shows about to start so I hope you are sitting comfortably slave”. As I was about to come, I heard Mary repeat Jean’s command in an aroused, almost desperate tone: ‘Fuck me.’ I hope Rick did. We sure did: Jean’s cunt was trying to milk my cock as her asshole clenched my finger. Not just trying to milk him, he was coming as though he never wanted to again! And Jean was, too, at least as good as I could imagine, her cunt squeezing him and flushing her warm – hot! – love juice past him and down on my balls, more times than he could. Jean pressed me back,. I was staying for a week in an oceanfront condo with a couple of buddies who had just left to go clubbing for the night. I had drunk far too much the night before and the thought of another round made my stomach roll, so I took a raincheck. I threw on a pair of trunks and a ratty T-shirt and headed for the beach, with the vague thought of swimming until dark. But as I was crossing the wooden bridge that protected the dunes, I saw her strikingly sexy profile. She was straight ahead of me and. She sat down and picked up herciggies and as with me Robert was quickly on the scene to offer a lightwhile I took one of my own and lit up as well. We sat and chatted forabout ten minutes me explaining that I was at college doing Admin toRobert and my mother telling him about her work. Just as chit chat wasrunning a bit dry there was the sound of a car horn outside."That'll be the cab. Nikki your gloves and coat are on the bed," shesaid, "bring mine down as well."I picked up my bag and went.