"That's good," says the Master, "another few minutes and you'll be taking the whole thing." Just as the slave starts to enjoy the probing, it is sudde...ly taken away and a more bulbous object is applied. Gasping the slave feels his arsehole stretch over the base before settling more comfortably over the plug. "That's my boi. Now doesn't that feel good?" "Yes sir," is the slave's only slightly-hesitant response before the sound of a hand pump being squeezed reaches his ears and he feels the. "MMMMMMMM." Crystal jerked and gasped at the sweet rushes of sex. She was still hot from the fuck."DON'T! OH, DON'T!" Got to! You're built like a million dollars," laughed Sylvia. Her face flushed with desire as she fondled the big globes and dabbed at the hard nipples with her tongue."OHHHH, SYLVIA," whined Crystal."Your own fault, remember!"The spearing tongue went on down Crystal's belly. Lesbian? No way. Sylvia had to be bi-sexual or Sydney would've reported to Crystal... Crystal was sure. I put one arm under my head and smiled up at him, “I love fucking you. You can molest me any time you want, mister.”Finally I got out, looking for my panties to wipe myself up a little bit and put them back on. Javon had picked them up off of the floor and hung them on the rear view mirror. “Now that's just mean,” I told him. “I need those. I'm a mess.”“I don't think so,” he smirked. “Lets just leave them up there so people will see them and wonder who's they are and how they got there.”“That's. Just seeing her like that made my cock shift under my pajama bottoms. We said good morning to each other and she walked into the guest bedroom.I was so aroused and I wished I could just watch her take off her tee so that I could see her soft, saggy breasts up close and personal. As I fantasized about her, an idea popped into my head. I usually sleep in the nude and I only put on pajama bottoms and a tee shirt to walk out of my bedroom. I did not have any underwear on and my pajama pants have a.