The owner would push her tongue into that open mouth and enjoy the power of her strength, her freedom to punish, please or simply exploit. The power t...at brooked no refusal, no denial and no boundaries. Then would come the play. Not the loving feeling of intimacy and contact. Not the sharing and giving. No, Elisabeth would be taking, extracting and consuming. Her bed slut would be arranged on the soft pillows to service her needy mistress. Tongue and nipples would tickle Elisabeth's body,. "What are your names?" I asked."I'm Jack" said the younger one, "and he's Steve." Great... now, I hope you're not opposed to this, but what I wanted to give you was both the opportunity to get your dicks sucked, would you be down with that?" uh..." Steve glanced at Jack.Jack interrupted, "YES!" Good," I said, " why don't you both unzip your pants and drop them to the floor."Now, initially, I was the one intending to suck their cocks, in front of Matt, as a gesture of "it's over." But. After I let out a shocked but pleasurable cry, I begin to rock back and forth, enjoying how full your rigid meat feels inside me. I hear you moan something that sounded like Yes, fucking ride me baby. Mean while, as Candy crawls up towards you, your eyes are watching her breasts sway a little as she moves. When she gets up next to your head, she kneels and reaches up and starts to untie your hands. You suddenly break free and grab her by the hips. You lift her up and position her to straddle. . I'm sorry... Lucy?"Lucille Edgecombe Barrett turned on her bare feet and walked away silently to her room, closed the door behind her, and locked it carefully. Not until she was in bed with her head beneath her pillow did she let herself go. A half hour later she had cried herself to sleep, and she did not awaken until the alarm rang at quarter past seven.Kate Barrett's room was closed when she passed it on the way down to fix herself a quick breakfast. The Barrett domestic, Clara had arrived.