'Come up here' I beckoned her, an overwhelming urge to taste her warm nectar, feel the soft wet lips, from where it seeped, lick the shit from her pin... puckered ring, I ached as much as I moaned for her, as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure tore through my naked body.'You're a bag of surprises', she moaned into my ear, then licked her words from it, chewing on the soft sensitive lobe, she knew that sent me over the top, her fingers rubbing tight little circles on my clitoris, as her hot. He slowly withdrew from the comfortable hole and they lay back to rest as George told him how much he enjoyed being fucked and John told him that he wanted to feel what's it like also and, as soon as he gets hard again, he wants it.As they relaxed and sipped cold drinks that George provided, they talked about various sex scenarios including tv's, groups of men, bi couples, etc. and found that they seemed to like the same things regarding sex. George told him that he always fantasizes about. For each of you there will come the 'fuck me my son' signal from your mum. Each mum will give her own signal, but it will be so obvious not even Jack will miss it." Again laughter, because Jack did miss the obvious so often."Because each of your mums will give an unconscious signal that they hope you will pick up on. Do not hesitate, or the moment may pass and if she gives another signal, you'll have to work very hard for it. So who's in?" Hands flew in the air again."Now my plan is, follow. ”“Yes mistress.”“And *all* women!”“Yes mistress.”“Women will tell you what to do and you will obey.”“Yes mistress.”“What will you do for them?”“Uh…”“The answer is ‘anything’.”“Anything… mistress.”“And if a woman tells you to do something you don’t want to do? Will youdo it?”“Yes mistress.”“Anything?”“Yes.