The first thing that cut through the exhaustion was something soft and warm pressed against his cheek. He liked that and wanted more. Without opening ...is eyes, he moved to envelope whatever it was and draw it closer. He then heard a soft squeal and sigh. When his eyes opened all he could see was blonde hair. There was a girl sitting on his lap with her arms around his neck and her cheek pressed against his. He gently pushed her away to get a look at her face. It was one of the most beautiful. “Well, I’m not!” she says as she bursts into laughter.As always, I relish the privilege of servicing Mistress and lick and suck as if my life depended on it. “You lucky slave, you even got creampie for dessert tonight! Does it taste good?” Again, I nod emphatically and not just to please my Mistress. “Get me all clean, slave.” she says softly as she looks down at me. “Clean it all up like a good little cum slut.” Thirty minutes later, Mistress is bucking wildly and using a vibrator on her. At first, I could hear nothing, but then I heard a low moan and followed it into a bedroom where my wife lay on her back still fully clothed but with her legs over her boss's shoulders. Her panties were pulled to one side and his mouth was clamped limpet-like onto her pussy.I stood there, feeling really stupid as she moaned and writhed beneath him. Suddenly, she saw me and told him to turn around on top of her."So I can suck that fucking monster," she said with her eyes fixed firmly on. This little minx was deeply hard core involved in the BDSM lifestyle.Her bed was covered in black satin sheets. Tame,but what piqued his interest were the shackles on the wall. As well as the queening chair in the corner. She had a hanging display of whips, crops, collars, gags and shains. Arranged upon her night stand were multiple toys. Bullets, small vibes, larger vibes, double ended dildos...My God this woman was a complete freak!He planned on taking full advantage of that knowledge. He.