Idon't much like them bouncing around when I'm in my nightie anyway.In my original story, that Janet got her hair chopped into a short bob on thefirst...Wednesday trip down town. I definitely didn't want to do that yesterdaybecause I love the feel of my long hair around my shoulders when I can releasemy bun at night. It really suits the Edwardian appearance of the uniformnightie, with its big round frilly collar and puffed short sleeves. Anyway, Iwant to see what it's like at home, in nicer. I could now feel her hips rising up, to feel the touch of my tongue. Encouraged by this positive nod (which I thought so) I gave a long stroke to her pussy lips with my juicy tongue. She moved a bit but there was no further action. With that I started giving her deep strokes with my fleshy tongue and started inserting it inside her. She was reciprocating by thrusting her hips up and down rhythmically. I opened her pussy lips with my thumbs and now inserted my tongue deep inside her wetland. Her. I screamed into his dick as Keith started slamming me against the table, brutally fucking my sore, abused ass. It felt like he was ripping me a new one, but I was actually starting to enjoy the ride. Suddenly Roger pulled his dick from my mouth, gave a couple pumps, and started cumming on my face. As I was dealing with cum in my nose, mouth and eyes, I felt Keith explode in my ass. Keith kept pumping and cumming for what seemed like forever before finally pulling out. Man Roger, he's much. " Said Rachel. The two sat inside a nearby cafe where Lisa did most of the talking about herself her and her upbringing. "Why don't we cut the shit and you tell me what you really want" Rachel said fiercely. Lisa looked down and back up taking a deep breath. "That night at the restaurant was unlike anything I've ever seen. What you two have is not a normal relationship. Whatever it is, I want in." Rachel looked surprised. She wasn't expecting that. "Your asking me if you can fuck my master?".