The crotch strap ran between her legs and I pulled it extra tight so it was mashing her pussy I rubbed it and asked her if it felt OK. She wiggled her...hips and said when we bounce it's going to make me horny. I know I said and kissed her, have fun I added.They took off and hit the trails while I remained at camp. It was two hours before they came back, I had lunch ready when they pulled up. Andrea hopped out and Mike drove away , I asked if she had a good time. She smiled and said oh yes then. She tapped the thumbnails to enlarge his pictures.Clients had to populate a profile on her website which included arecent face and full body picture and of course only she had access tothe profiles. Tiffany wasn't picky but she had standards.Stephen Bateman looked to be in his fifties and he was handsome, veryhandsome. He had a mane of salt-and-pepper hair that had beenstylishly coiffured, his features were chiselled and he had piecingblue eyes. She swiped to the body shot which he had taken. I and the new slave were already exhausted. Then Master came behind me and slammed his erect dick into my wet pussy and started fucking me.I was on my all fours and under me in the front was the new slave. Master grasped her tits into his hands and squeezed them hard for which she screamed and moaned. He ordered the new slave to kneel in front and display her pussy. I knew immediately what I had to do.But I waited for Master’s command. “Get your tongue to work bitch,” he ordered slapping my ass. Perkins yet my mind was actually wondering who was behind me. I guess that my focus was more on the woman behind me than on licking Mrs. Perkins because I suddenly felt her open hand lightly slapping the side of my face.“Focus, young man” said Mrs. Perkins. “your dirty mind is someplace OTHER than your Mommies cunt.”I resumed directing all of my attention to my licking as the sensations in my ass and the boiling in my balls continued. The woman behind be was stroking me more sensually as she.