.. I should... but I can't my legs are trembling just with the thought of him. It's no longer my hands moving...my whole body is moving towards my fin...ers... I want it to be him. I dont dare to open my eyes. I dont want his image to disappear. When suddenly I hear a knock on the door, and without waiting for the answer he enters the room. Luckily enough, by that time, my hands are out, and although I am still short of breath and slightly bewildered and still oh so horny for him... I do my best. "Harlot! Scarlet woman!" I cried in mock disdain. Does she have the whip and handcuffs to go with it I asked. Actually, the survey ended with questions about that sort of light "Fifty Shades" sort of thing and it was I who admitted to having some of them. Samantha grew red and rocked back and forth a bit on the question about a dildo but it turned out she has a vibrator that a girlfriend gave her and she got confused over the difference. I had to admit that half an hour talking about Samantha. Mistress was watching from the chair she was in with masters slaves cock inside her. Master came at him with his cock again. Demanding he suck him more sternly. He refused to do so and Master picked him up flipping him over on his stomach. He then called in another slave and had him stand in front of the slave on the bed. Master then straddled him and pulled his hair back till it hurt, making him open his mouth the slave standing in front of him was then ordered to force his cock down the. Before they knew what was happening, Nick had Amy on her back, caressing every inch of exposed skin while trying to uncover more. Nick trailed her hot kisses to Amy's straining throat, licking at a forming bead of sweat. Her hands were busily trying to undo the buttons on her blouse, her lips soon reaching her more than enticing cleavage. When her tongue touched the edge of Amy's breast, Amy gasped and pulled back. "Wait, wait, please..."Nick immediately backed away, stopping her ministrations,.