" Nora grinned evily."I guess you don't want that one to count." T-t-thank you, Mistress!" I quickly blurted out."Good girl, but you have to count, to.... Make sure you pay attention toinstructions," she admonished, smiling brightly. She was loving this!She brought the crop down again, and I made sure to count and thank herafter each one.After ten was done and I thanked her, she reached down and rubbed myass, caressing me softly. "Poor little sissy, looks like your ass hasgrill marks," she. "Move your head. I want to see those slippery fingers pop in and out of her cunt."Mary moved her head back."Yeah! That's the way! What a sight! What a hot pussy! Your hand's covered with her fuck-juices! Stick a finger up her ass, too! Finger-fuck both holes! I wanna see!" John's voice was hoarse; his face bright with excitement, and his cock-head bulged deep purple as his hand stroked the throbbing shaft.Slowly, Mary pushed a long, slender finger up Carol's asshole.Her body gasping with. The wife prettied herself up and put on her usual theater outfit, tan tank top with no bra and her black stretchy pants that you can see in a number of our pics and off we went. I don't remember what time it was in the evening when we got there but it was somewhat late and there were only a few cars parked outside. We went inside and the place was actually really nice looking and clean. The first thing we saw was two older guys at the counter, one was wearing a skirt with stockings and heals so. His dark brown fingers surround the pale pink head. He pinches it and I wince. Within seconds, he lubes my entire package in his spit. My balls eagerly loosen up in his warm moist hand and I realize how helpless they are. He kneads my pliant balls with his callused fingers, squeezing them between his knuckles as if to let me know that he literally has me by the balls. I look back at his tiny unit and start to worry. He knows what he's doing, I realize. He pushes my balls so he can rudely.