I looked down passed my newly formed raging hard on to look at my girl on the magazine. A gorgous brunette wearing a black lace slip; a favourite of m...ne because you could see the outline of her nipple through it (different times) Now feeling excited I wrapped my hand around my full blooded member and started to pull upon it. I pictured the girl, had she seen such a sight as a cock hard for, did she touch it, did she like it, would I like it? At that moment a shiver ran through me and spurts of. "Now slave, I want to discuss this with you carefully" Mistress starts. "I know you told me this fantasy, and I have tried to make it as real as possible. Susan and Jennifer are my very best friends, and they are Mistresses in the scene too. And so far, this has all been very safe, discrete, and within our agreed upon limits. However, to fulfill your fantasy, I have had to extend the participation in this scene to some other people that I only partly know. Your fantasy also requires you to push. After banging for many long minutes, I released my cum into her pussy as she orgasmed on top of me. She lay forward breathing hard as we caught our breath.She rolled off and grunted as the plug pushed a bit further than usual up her ass. She lay there with her legs open resting. Joyce moved over between her legs and licked the juices, hers and mine, from her pussy. Later, she moved to my soft cock and licked and sucked me clean, too.I could tell she was horny and could see Frank's cock was. I wanted her in the worst way. Fingers laced, me holding onto her hand like a life-line, we threaded though faceless bodies, my trust in her fully committed, wondering if there was a destination in mind or if the journey itself was all that mattered. We toured the house like that, or at least the lower level. I’d yet to go upstairs. In the kitchen, while resupplying ourselves with water, she fed me grapes, the drugs making me bold enough to suck on her fingers between morsels. “Still want to.