Reaching out, she grabbed it with her right hand, continuing her admiration. She wrapped her fingers around Seans hilt and began to pump slowly. With ...er eyes locked, Jenny inched her head forward until her mouth was inches from the underside of Seans cock. Without hesitation, Jenny licked the length of Seans shaft, popping the head of his cock into her mouth as she reached its end. Sean gasped and applied pressure to the back of Jennys head, holding her hair in a bun. Yeah. Suck me, babe!. The performance in the under-ground club was electric as the Mistress showed us how devoted her sluts were. I must admit that watching them was fascinating, almost like seeing a male image of myself as they craved the pain and humiliation she dished out. One soft stroke of her hand against their skin, one quiet word of praise. made it all worthwhile to them. But they took so much; I was completely in awe of them.She was quite ruthless in her use of her their bodies for her pleasure. Delivering. She poured a little oil over it, sprinkled spices on it and handed the bowl to Jake. She sat back, looking smug, her legs folded under her.Jake looked at the salad, then at Béla, smiling up at him.“What do I eat it with?” he asked, politely.“Fuck!” she exclaimed. Her face fell. “I didn’t bring anything!”Jake held up his index finger, then pulled a couple of forks out of his backpack.Béla laughed. “You knew I’d forget!” she accused him.They ate quickly. Jake washed his very dry bologna and. That discovery led to me dashing up to my room to change into something that would meet the Palm Courts evening dress code. Yeah, I figured that I’d ask Kylie for a dance or two. Back in the Palm Court, I joined Mr Blake who was in his usual early evening position, perched on a stool at the end of the bar. Later when Mrs Grace Leavie made an appearance, Jack Blake would join her at one of the tables. Grace Leavie was the only other resident guest, who I’d made friends with, or really liked. I.