I was pretty much pouting as I began to stroke myself, working the feather duster in and out of my ass. The cum had begun to leak down my neck and to...the back of my head, which thankfully I keep shaved. C was sitting there with her wicked grin as I looked over, her tongue rubbing around the edge of her lips. I looked to K and saw that she was recording me, making a video on her cellphone. I gasped. The humiliation had pushed me over the edge and I came, shooting my load all over my face, a. He felt as if he were a moth and she were the flame and there was nothing that he could do but go with the flow of his emotions. ‘Hello,’ he finally stammered out. ‘My name is Jonathan, what’s yours?’ ‘Errr.. my name is Alicia………,’ she replied as she stared into his eyes. ‘Are you here with anyone?’ ‘No, I’m just here to make an appearance. How ’bout you?’ ‘Well, I am also trying to ‘make an appearance’ and then leave. Do you think you’ve succeeded? ‘ ‘Actually, no, I don’t think anyone even. . from neck to breasts.. and I was caught there..I could not move beyond her boobs for almost fifteen minutes. I sucked them to my heart. She moaned a bit when I bit her nipples but who could stop me by then? I made small marks of teeth on them. And then I moved down. Her belly was silk. I rolled over it. Kissing, licking, rubbing my face. But Saloni madam had kept her pussy untidy. A lot of hair. But it smelled great. I didn’t mind for a single second…They were further arousing me. I literally. She knew I wanted to fuck her. ‘Let me see your hand.’ I said. She extended her arm without hesitation. Her hand hung limp. It was small, pale and plump. Her fingers were tiny, almost stubby. Her nails were painted a deep, metallic purple. Even though they were small, they were still beautiful. They were half the size of my own. When these tiny little hands held my cock, it looked massive. I gently took her small hand in my own and kissed it. ‘Awww,’ She cooed and her smile widened. It sounded.