Cindy was all for it. She wanted me to fill her pussy up again and I was happy to do it.Ginger let Cindy go in with me first. Cindy was just as determ...ned, as she had been the night before. I went in first and sat down then she squeezed in between my legs and closed the door. I reached over and locked it, then I lifted up Cindy’s skirt as she turned around, pulled her panties to one side, and sat down on my cock. She was in too much of a hurry to be concerned about it hurting. She covered her. . He’s seen me fuck so many blokes ... He can’t wait to see something different!”We look over to the still blurred husband who flashes us a thumbs up. Even without his face, we can tell he’s excited and happy just by his body-language.We cut to a shot of Janette, in the middle of the room, between the couches – naked save for her panties – our guest reaches out to either side, stretching her hands to the dog’s snouts, letting them sniff and lick at her fingers... She looks from dog to dog, a. Kipps, ma’am. It was especially difficult because although my Mistress encouraged me to go on dates, I couldn’t get fucked?so a lot of guys got quite lucky with my oral attentions. They called me ?Oral Annie? at the courthouse back in Seattle, but I had to do something to beat down the sexual tension that grew with almost no orgasms.??But I’m mystified.? I said as I turned the little padlock in my fingers. ?Wasn’t your Mistress attentive to your needs?? Actually, the padlock was quite benign. Tight little shorts and tops that had nipples poking out of the sides I was utterly gob-smacked, girls didnt dress like that 13 years ago when I was their age. Then my little sister Amy and her best friend Emily walked in and my jaw hit the floor, they were both wearing identical outfits. they had pigtails in their hair, and were wearing a tiny little skirt that looked more like a belt with a very tight blue and white checked blouse that left little to the imagination the only differences in.