My mom only cleans his house once a week. He invited me in and poured me a drink of whiskey. I never liked hard liquor, so I sipped on my drink while ...e told me another story of his. I found them amusing as I sat there at the kitchen table. Then I heard the doorbell ring and kind of jumped.“You could be a dear and answer the door.” He said with a smirk and handed me some money. I grabbed the money and stared at it for a second then headed for the door. I wanted this to be more exposed, to show. I could smell the aroma of the oil she was using and feel the warmth as she worked across my back, round my sides, fingers brushing my breasts, which were already being kissed. Omigod, I realised that I had two mouths on my breasts, the touch had been exchanged by lips, by tongues, each one appearing to mirror the other. Each man seemed to want to suckle from me, and my breasts ached to give them the milk that they craved. My nipples hardened and responded to the sensations I was. Too soon, we reached a place where Charlie came to a stop. I groaned because he had brought me to the edge, but I hadn't had the chance to come to orgasm. Charlie put me down on my own two feet and turned me around to look at the set-up. This main floor was dimly lit from that outside lamp so I was able to see the setup. They must have planned this for some time, because there were an apparatus that kind of looked like the gymnastics appartus at school; there was a triple mattress on the. I felt my orgasm yawning before me and I gasped, ?Oh Master Please let your worthless slave cum, please?? His fingers tugged at my nipples as he consented and seconds later my cry filled the room as I came on his hard thick man meat.I wiggled under him like a worm on a hook as I gripped his hard shaft and felt his hot jism blast the length of his ivory scepter and into my pussy. It took every bit of self control I had to keep the words from escaping my mouth. I so desperately wanted to tell him.