Do you think I look different?"Dalis took my question seriously and openly stared at my body for a moment. "To be truthful, yes, just a bit. Your carr...age looks more regal." She then blushed. "Oh, forgive me Abdul Hadi! I'm not trying to flatter!" She smiled at me and then noticed I was staring at her own body in return. "Abdul Hadi, what?"I felt myself blushing back. Though we've never met in person, Dalis and her companions have become very close friends to me. I sometimes find myself wanting. Then Master blew a huge load and I swallowed greedily.Then he pushed me off his cock and looked down at me with a devious smile. Master began to piss on my chest. The warm piss mingled with the warm shower. I felt embraced by this warm wetness, as if I were in Master's womb. My slave dick was standing straight up, erect.I looked up, opened my lips and began to catch Master's flow, letting it fountain in and out of my mouth. The sensation was so erotic, to watch Master's face while he. She got a hand on my organ (I assumed she was intent on "aiming" my big finish), but I couldn't hold out any more and began ejaculating. My eyes were tightly closed in pleasure, so I had no idea where I was shooting, but I felt myself producing more cum than I had any right to at that point in the evening.When I was finally done, I opened my eyes to find Monica sliding the excess spooge from the tip of my urethra between her thumb and index finger, which she then placed into her mouth. She. I just had my blouse on, nothing else. They stayed and I got on the bed with them. They either fucked me or I sucked them. I had lost any inhibitions with those three by then. Then one went on holiday and I never saw him again. He left the job. The other two still came round and we either went upstairs or did things in the kitchen or lounge. Not so often the lounge though, there was a chance we could be seen easier.I always made sure they locked the door, just for chance anyone came."She looked.