She wanted to make Diane a domestic servant. She said she could train the bitch. When she described the uniform she had in mind, I smiled and told her...to go for it.At dinner that evening, Cheryl dropped the bomb on Diane. Diane sat meekly listening as Cheryl explained the necessity of either sending her away, or putting her to work. Diane's submissive acceptance inspired Cheryl to sharpen her tone. She came across as a strict task master, warning and threatening Diane. Cheryl offered work in. My penis was feeling the pressure inside the pant so I opened my zip and brought it out. It sprang like the joker out of the box. I took her hand and placed it around my penis. In the mean time I inserted my hand into her t-shirt and started massaging her boob on her bra. I moved my other hand from her pussy and inserted it into the t-shirt. I got hold of the middle section of bra and pulled in up. She got angry as how would she wear it again. I told her I tell to later. But I new I have no. I want you to fuck me. Please? I want your mouth on mine. Please fuck me."Cat slowly started to pump in and out of Sam as she also started to suck on the blonde’s nub. The pleasure in having Cat do this to her was too much for Sam."Ca… Cat I’m… I’m going to… CAAAATTT!!!" Sam screamed out loud as her orgasm sweep through her.Still pumping her pussy Cat quickly replaced her fingers with her mouth so she could taste Sam’s juices. Licking Sam clean Cat looks up at Sam."You know, you have way too. I was soon trembling and needed to see, feel and suck his cock. I was trembling so much as he sucked on my tingling nipples I struggled to unfasten his belt and pull the zip down…..but I managed. What Sam was doing with his tongue was breathtaking…making me gasp and ooh and ahhh while he squeezed my bum and stroked my nylons. Then when I finally pulled his pants down and released his cock I really did gasp. It was as big as Stevie’s but thicker…much thicker. “Ooh; that looks big Sam.”.