Then the sharks came running out and jumped into the water. Supposedly they are all male slaves, but with the big shark head mask totally covering the...r heads, it was impossible to tell. There could be a couple of Masters joining in the fun. The only thing that was certain was that there were no Mistresses because except for the shark head, all of the sharks were naked... and most were sporting erections.I was literally screwed. I knew it was going to be rough, but it was going to be rough sex. They both crawl dutifully to my feet, and I can see that Billy’s cock is still draining and drooling his cum across the carpet. It’s not a problem, one of them will be licking that off the carpet soon. ‘What the fuck are you two whores doing?’ I roar at them. Their cowering is a trained response. ‘Couldn’t wait for me to get home, is that it?’ Billy speaks first. ‘is my fault Master, I tricked her.’ ‘Tricked her into sucking your cock. Oh do tell me how, this will be good.’ Christine. She closed her eyes as she made little circling motions with her fingertips. What was she doing? Whatever it was, she must have enjoyed it since she did it for quite some time. And that's when I noticed her other hand "down there" making the same circular motions. She really seemed to enjoy that. I could tell by her constantly changing facial expressions, a combination of joy and desperation. A great need that craved satisfaction...and a closer look by me.I flew in at low speed, cautious at. There was no game-playing at all. We simply fell into each other's arms and began to kiss and fondle. Our stroking and groping was pretty intense right away - it was great! We fell onto my bed and continued. It didn't take long for me to slither my way down to her pussy. Neatly trimmed around the lips, she kept a nice patch from the center of her mons and across her lips. Very nice to look at. As I began to eat her cunt, I could detect a great conflict of aroma and taste: chlorine and pussy.