I could only watch. Her hair tickled my pussy, making me shift, trying to get some friction against my clitoris and pussy lips, but failing. It wasn't...enough, it wouldn't be enough, I needed more pressure down there. "Do you like what you see, slave?" "Yes, Mistress," I admitted, looking at her wet pussy. It was shaven, it was glistening and I wanted nothing more than to dive my tongue back in there. I was horny, but I also wanted to please her so she would please me again, or allow me to. Everything was now so bare, so visible… “Pull up your legs a bit.” Said the man, as he put his hands under her knees and already started pushing them up himself. Alyssa couldn’t remember ever feeling so exposed to someone like this before. With her legs spread like that, she had no control of her asshole. As the maester’s boney fingers started to investigate the inside of her genitals, Alyssa felt the cum slowly dripping out of her anus. Oh please, don’t see it. She was already planning to wipe. I then slipped my fingers into the waist band of my skirt and my panties and slid them to my ankles, then kicked them off. I said to Tom then, “happy now?” He points to his dick pointing straight up and say “I think that’s obvious.” “It was that way before I was naked!” I zeroed in on that hard cock pointing at me. I grabbed it with one hand and started licking the head like it was a lollypop. Tom started moaning telling me how great my mouth felt on his cock. I moved for the top of Tom’s. ’ ‘Wait, wha-‘ she looked confused and then realized I was holding Jennifer’s hand, ‘What the fuck? Jennifer, why is he holding your hand . . . Jen!’ ‘Gabby,’ she began, ‘remember when I told you a week ago about how I had been struggling to get beyond my past, and how I was struggling to deal with it? Well,’ she continued before allowing Gabby to answer, ‘Your Father has been there through it all for me, with me, and showing me that I do not need to hide, that there are people who care about.