I knew I fucked up, and that there would be punishment right off the bat.They went straight to the living room to sit down while I stood standing in f...ont of them. Madame Charlotte ordered me to strip, and stand at attention with my arms at my sides with my legs slightly spread. In just a few seconds I was completely nude except for the chastity device which covered my shaft, but not my balls. Goddess Bridget told me to stand still and remain silent.Mistress Helga didn’t waste time. She got. .They both were trying to catch their breath just sat down on the floor; she like a real bitch wiped the sticky cum of her face and licked it off. Seeing that he laughed and got up pulling her up to and pushed her on to the wall, brought her gown to her waist and had a big smile on his face seeing her pussy, it was the first time for me to couldn’t see much of it but she was clean shaved and was wet her juices were all over her pussy, asshole and thighs I could see it shining, he just rubbed. . he was jealous, jealous of the dancer, for being socomposed and graceful and having such a great wardrobe. No reason tobe jealous, he told himself, your breasts are at least as good ashers... and with the realisation that he was right, came a surge ofpride, quickly followed by a cold chill. He was proud of his breastsfor the first time.Unable to tear himself away, he stayed to watch the rest of Marianne'sset and those of the other dancers, quietly trying to note what theydid that looked good,. The girl was a virgin when I met her yesterday. She’d never even seen a human cock. She had discovered quickly that she loved cocks. She loved sucking on one, but she loved getting fucked with one even better.Belle bounced merrily on my meaty manhood. Her tits were flopping up and down against my chest. Wendy knelt between my legs and encircled Belle’s body. She grabbed the bouncing boobs, got them under control, and played with them.A thought came to my mind as Belle continued bounding.