While Tammy had a boyfriend, Missy was single, and she had told me many stories of some wild and crazy nights. One Friday night, I was planning on a n...ght at the computer and a movie, when my phone rang. It was Tammy.She said, “You are going out tonight with Missy and I and we aren’t taking no for an answer. Missy is on her way over. I’ll meet you out. So get ready, she’ll be there in a few minutes”.I didn’t have time to get a word in edgewise. So I started getting ready. I put on a pair of. Your tongue teasing mine. You kiss across my chin and down my neck, working your kisses up the back of my neck and behind my ear, where you trace your tongue softly, making me moan and arch my back. My chest is pressing against you. You take this opportunity to dip your head and gently tease my nipples with your tongue, swapping between the two. Your hand dips in-between my legs, teasing me. Your finger brushes over my clit and I groan. You kiss back up my chest and bite my neck again. I push. Her mouth found a nipple and Kristy began suckling as a baby might of its mother."Feeling better this morning are we?" came the soft inquiry."Hmmm," replied the completely contented young woman."Then it is time I showed my appreciation for what you sacrificed last night. You were magnificent in your agony. I sensed your every physical and emotional pain, felt you violated, plumbed the depths of your debasement and humiliation. It was truly a memorable evening." It was for you, Mistress, only. The two girls were leaning over me now as I lay back completely helpless between them on the couch. I had my arm around Ivy, so I did the only smart thing a guy in that situation can do, I pulled her into me and kissed her soundly. She squealed with laughter as I did this but despite all that she continued her assault on my knee. When we broke the embrace Barbie, who was clearly pouting, said, “That’s not fair. I didn’t get a kiss.” So I looked at Ivy and said, “She’s right, she didn’t get a.