Meanwhile, Steve managed to slide his hand into the mass of bodies and started rubbing Olivia’s clit. The agreement they’d made was that the actio... would change each time someone had an orgasm. Unbeknownst to Olivia, the guys had decided that it would be hotter if the first several orgasms were hers.“Oh, God, Yes!” Olivia cried out as her first climax came on hard and fast. Steve knew exactly how to touch his wife to reach near-instant orgasm. She was right; he needed to be part of the action.. "I never get used to seeing you do that..." Jerry whispered from acrossthe desk. "...one minute your there, the next, your not. Are you insideof her?" he asked, eyes wide as he watched me begin to caress Tara's bodywith her own hands. "Oh-I'm inside of her alright Jerr. For all intents and purposes, I amTara now." Cocking my head as I began to search and sift through the mindof the now dreaming girl, I began to make her knowledge my own. "TaraSloane. I'm lovely little Tara Sloane now."I stood. Jimmy looks dazed even as I take his hands in mine and place them on my breasts, allowing his semen to trickle from my mouth onto my chest. I smile at him. I think he is out of it enough to see it as sexy. An impartial observer might think more of a cat with a mouse.I discretely let the shower wash the semen from my breasts and let a bit of water into my mouth to swill out and reduce the aftertaste - I have to be very aroused to enjoy the fusty taste and I’m not that right now, Jimmy’s ripped. Mistress laid out on her bed for me to wear. Laid out on the bed is a skimpy, black maid outfit, a blond wig, wrist and ankle cuffs, a castity, and a medium-sized buttplug with metal panels on the sides and wires attached to the base. "Put it all on, my slut, Im taking you shopping and you're going to be a good little slave and help me with my shopping. Hide the wires for the buttplug under the outfit, there should be a battery pack and a thigh-strap, in the chest. I want you to put that on.