He lifted the black lace panties, inspecting them with approval; they were skimpy, barely a g-string, and entirely lace. I had known he would like the...; for now, though, he tossed them on the floor of the limo and leaned back on top of me. He started kissing my breasts again, roughly and hungrily. I moaned as he bit my nipples softly; he pressed his tongue against them and started flickering it up and down, encouraged by my panting moans. As he did, I lifted my ass and he slipped both hands. “A little bit deeper,” or a “Not so hard,” or “suck lightly on my clit,” and each new request was answered quickly. Lori knew she was doing a good job, as Tracy’s breathing began to grow sharper, and occasionally a soft moan would escape her lips. Lori was rewarded for doing so well by the flick of Tracy’s tongue over her cunt, spread open by Tracy’s fingers. Soon both girls were breathing heavy and moaning, faces and fingers buried deep in each other’s honeypots. Lori, even though she had. Tony,” she gasped into my mouth, not pulling away, but trying desperately to speak. “Please stop. I can’t control myself. Please.”All through that, she was continuing to kiss me desperately. I knew I could plunge in further—bring her off. But I’d just decked a guy who couldn’t take no for an answer. I wasn’t about to become that guy. I pulled my hand out of her pants and pulled away from her.“I’m sorry, Kate. I know we’re not ready and I got carried away. I pushed and I’m sorry.”“No!” she said. She now lay there immobilized, scared, panting for breath. Her lips dry and her throat aching. Partly with being parched from fear and partly from holding back the tears she refused to allow him to see.. She had angered Master K and would now suffer the consequences of her defiance... After what seemed an eternity she heard the door open and the voices of at least two men. The lighting rose, though still very dim, special colored spot lights focusing in on different areas of the room. Master.