She used her hands for support so she could kiss Angela. Angela in turn could reach one hand to Ronnie's pussy, playing with it, and the other was hol...ing one of Ronnie's boobs. Grabbing it hard and playing with the nipple. Ronnie's beautiful ass was positioned high up in the air, in a doggy position, ripe and ready for the picking. She told me where to get the lube, and after putting it on my cock, I penetrated her backdoor. Slow at first, and increasingly fast.Her first moans were a mix of. "What transgression could I have possibly committed?", I thought, quickly quashing the question in my mind. A slave's lot is not to question, merely to serve and obey. I quickly turned and went to Mistress, eagerly in fact, even though I knew I She was angry. Passing by a hall mirror, I checked my uniform briefly so as to avoid angering Mistress further. The tight French Maids outfit was all in place: the short, black satin skirt, the black satin chemise with ruffled white lace . And this wil be out secret, about us and the guys i've fucked.. ;) Deal?" Deal.., now lets get to your room, hand me all your clothes and btw, thats my room, we'll share it sexy"we walk up.. into the room.. i open my suite case, hand all my clothes to him, only keep my tees with me.. thinking 'this is scary'the bell rings, it will be the pizza guy i guess i think.. i walk to open the door,"wait, the rules apply from now.. strip down my fucktoy" he tells me..wondering.. this is pretty weird, but. ”“Get used to it because we’ll be going touching you all over.” Lori slapped Tammy’s ass.“OW.”“Next rule, no yelling. You can moan or cry quietly, No loud noises.” Lori slapped her other cheek.Tammy whimpered. “Yes, Mistress.”Lori beat a light and varied rhythm on Tammy’s ass.After two minutes, Tammy began to squirm. “It stings, Mistress.”“It’s supposed to. We’ve got to get it warmed up for the brush. Was that a moan? Do you like rubbing your pussy on my leg?”“Yes, Mistress.”“You’re such a good.