She tried to whisper something but I couldn’t make it out because the washing machine was going. In one fluid motion she hopped up on the washing ma...hine and pulled her black thong out from under her. I just looked at her in all her beauty. I motioned down towards her juicy pussy but she didn’t want that. She instead undid my belt, pulled my pants and underwear down and felt my hard dick. I consider myself average, 7.5 inches, but my dick looked even bigger in her hands. She began stroking it. And had to content herself with the memory of how it looked in its red, turgid state. His kiss and his touch continued to inflame her. She moved her hips to suggest where she wanted to feel his fingers, but he ignored her. then without hesatation he was massaging her tender flesh, squeezing the nipples and giving her hope that her pussy ... her hot, swollen clit ... might also receive some desperately wanted attention. The two hands continued to fondle and stroke her breasts as his kisses moved. I was sucking her, and licking her. Her thighs were tightening, vibrating. I was liking this. I could hear other sounds, kissing, sucking, something. I stopped and looked up. She was naked. Her nipples were being sucked on, she was laying back on several chairs that were lined up to hold her and she had a cock deep her in throat. Someone moved behind me, started touch me. I did not recognize the hand, and jumped. Moving back closer to my Master. Master told them not to touch me. He. Come and fuck me now!" The girls laughed but a second later, Robin had jumped off the cupboards and slapped my arse as hard as he could. "Do you want me then", he demanded. I winced as he slapped again, my bum stinging with the pain but for some reason, I liked it. I didn't answer, merely wiggled more. Another slap on my other cheek and another demand followed, "Well! Do you want me Jo?" "Yes. Fuck me now. Please", I begged. Issabella had moved to the left side of the bed and Emma the.