They were always hard and swollen it seemed, one of the pleasant side effects of being pierced, I guess. They felt more sensitive than they'd been bef...re and sometimes I would lag and caper so that Master would have good reason to pull my leash hard, stretching my nipples and the firm swell of my breasts. It was almost painful at times, but always pleasurable and I could cum sometimes just from that, walking behind my Master, or crawling in the deep soft grass and earth of the fields.I also. We pulled our tractors close to the well and washed the cutter and the tractors of the excess clippings that had accumulated. Of course we were boys, so we both got wet in the process as well. We did our afternoon chores and went in for supper. To my surprise, Mrs. Benson was not present for supper. Trudy prepared Mr. Benson’s plate and then she prepared mine. We ate and retired to the bathhouse.I had dreaded bath time. I knew that I had fucked Trudy earlier, but the thought of Heather touching. They chatted over a cup of coffee and he explained the sort of photos that Mrs Wyles needed. Serena happily agreed as long as her face wasn't going to be shown. They finished their coffee and Roger followed Serena upstairs to the marital bedroom. Roger noticed the sexy black high heels shoes she was wearing but couldn't take his eyes off Serena's delectable bum. Roger set the camera up and asked Serena to lay face down on the bed with her legs parted and feet in the air. Although she was. Taylor smiled, running her fingers through Leighton’s brown hair. “Mmm, that feels nice.”Leighton put Taylor’s leg down, now focused intently on the teen’s wet pussy. Kissing her way up Taylor’s leg had been as much about preparing herself for what she was about to do as it was getting Taylor hornier. Leighton took a deep breath, and then slowly licked Taylor’s labia.There was a big part of Leighton that was hoping she had some untapped resource of pussy-licking talent, and that whatever she.