“Yes, Sir…Master,” I said. I smiled at Brian nervously. “When you didn’t come right back, I asked Sylvia to go check on you. Oh, here she is...” Master said. I had to force myself not to spin around. I felt nervous knowing she was standing behind me. She draped her arm around Master’s shoulders and drew us into a hug. I was pushed into her scented, ample breasts as she whispered into Master’s ear. I was torn between wanting to nuzzle her firm globes and wanting to break the embrace. Her easy. Their fluids dripped out of her pussy. Every single nuance and detail felt like a triumph of pleasure. Casey gently brought her more or less upright, still inside her as he held her close and offered soothing kisses across her shoulder and back. His strong cock actually seemed to help keep her up. Though she had to twist a bit, Tori managed to bring her lips to his for a soft kiss that seemed to punctuate this fierce, bonding fuck that they had shared. ‘Thank you,’ she whispered with a hint of. As we walked, she seemed to still be cold because she kept brushing up against me, walking close. Our hands lightly collided, the cloth of gloves muffling the contact. I wondered if I should take her hand.Oh. She was making it easy.My head started to pound and my breathing picked up. The next time her hand brushed by, I opened my fingers and slid her palm into mine. She squeezed my hand in response. We walked in silence, holding hands, for the next few blocks. We stopped on 16th Street when we. I went to the bar and got another beer before turning and walking through the dancing masses in search of her. As I walked along the back wall, I saw her. She was pinned up against the wall and the young stud was kissing her passionately, eagerly tonguing her mouth. My eyes quickly took in the whole scene, darting over their bodies to see how far this had gone. Her legs were slightly apart, her skirt hitched up, one of his legs between her thighs, his hand on her left tit, groping at it through.