It was so warm, so wet, so delicious, and I started exploring it with my tongue to the sound of my cousin's soft moans. I started by only "scratching ...he surface" of her slit but then continued by inserting my tongue deeper and deeper. I took a second to look up from my "mission" and made eye contact with Emma, my mouth still around her crotch, she gave me a moan of approval. Just seeing the pleasure on her face turned me on even more. I returned my focus to her burning pussy, using my hands to. Zoe tried it on, to see how well it disguised her, it was perfect. She saw how much of her face it covered, from just above her nose to the top of her head, below the curving bottom of the mask, just her eyes, the bottom of her nose, her cheeks and her mouth were visible. She didn’t like full face masks, they got hot and sweaty from a person’s breath puffing against the inside of the mask. And, since she was going to be sucking a cock at the same time that a hard, eager cock would be ramming. Betty then shows up with a bottle of tequila. Even after a couple shots, the conversation is very limited and very generic, more about work then anything. However, feeling the effects of the tequila you both decide to call it a night. The cabin has one bedroom loft and for the first time I wonder about sleeping arrangements. As if reading my mind Betty says that we will take turns sleeping in the bed and that I can have it the first night while she sleeps on the couch. Sounds good to me and. “You will call me master!” I demanded and slapped her inverted backside. “Owww! Yes… master! Please don’t fuck me.” With that I grabbed a handful of material and ripped her flimsy panties from her quivering ass. There was a moan from the spectators as I slapped my new slave several more times. “Owe… owe… no master, owe… no more pleeese.” I walked around to her face and again grabbed her hair and pulled her face up so her mouth was even with my hardon. You could see she was in pain. “SUCK!” I.