The evening of moping on her master’s bed had suddenly blossomed into a lovely girls’ night for Holly.“Of course! It’s heaven!”“But what d... you like about it? I always figured being someone’s slave would be one of the worst things possible.”“Not if you love your master. Then everything you do, you do happily for them. You want to be given orders because it gives you an opportunity to make him happy. I suppose what I like most about it… is the solidarity. No… that’s not the word. Consistency?. The open sore of my sex secreting its desire in barely controlled spurts as my body trembles and moans, drenched and heated about its relentlessly spasming core. Vulva, labia, clitoris mere islands of saturated flesh amongst the marshland of my cunt.Haltingly Beth and Betty continue their steady progression unconcerned for either my liquid state or my Pavlovian responses until eventually, with me reduced to sopping, trembling flesh, they once more reach the pillars and lintel of their front. So most probably it might be Geeta as I have observed her nipples looks pointed when she wears tee shirt and she is hugely turned on as I observed when she has done her task. I told her name and I was correct. So, now Subha have to do the task assigned by me.I told her to offer her ass and I would like to lick her ass hole and want to put a finger in her ass. She put a kind of mixed expression came to me undid her tight tracks, panty and bent away to offer her ass. I started licking her butt. I casually knead my cock through my shorts, aware that Robbie can see me. After a minute, he starts covertly doing the same thing. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see that Robbie is incredibly excited. It looks like he has a huge hard-on in his shorts. My cock is now hard as steel. I figure now is the time to make my move. I grab the waistband of my shorts and say, "I don't know about you, but I can't take much more of this."I rise up off the couch so I can slide my shorts off my legs and.