Callie looked over to her left and saw Master walk into the kitchen. She looked back down at the table. He walked over and fisted his hand in the back...of my hair and pulled my head back up. When I came back into the room and saw how much cum was all over you I thought that you had a little too much fun. He let go of her hair and Callie felt him run his hand down my back and to her ass. I think you need to be punished for coming so many times. I felt one of his fingers slide into my still very. .." "That's it Nikki! Now keep asking him, he likes it when I beg for it" "Go ahead. Do it!" encouraged Nikki. She looked up at me, "Please Mr. Jackson, I'm begging you give it to me" Katie continued to slowly stroke my aching cock, "He doesn't know what you want. Talk dirty to him!" "Give me your cum Mr. Jackson! Give it to me," Nikki began moving her head directly under my cock as Katie continues to stroke it. "That's it Nikki, I can feel him getting harder," as the pace of her hand. She met Simone and Babs at a bar close to Transcendence; the other two equally sexily dressed. They had a few drinks and then walked the short distance to the new venue. Inside, the girls were not disappointed with the new club; it was all tastefully appointed and the music and lighting were soft. It had the feel of a gentleman’s club rather than a nightclub and the patrons there in numbers all seemed very well turned out; many gurls and males all looking the part, gone was the shabby raucous. ”“Hi, Lana,” she said, still not certain what to make of the other girls. That lasted less than a minute.“You really taught Matt that stretch he does?”“That stretch is extreme! Is it really for ballet? Where did you learn it?”She answered questions while we all ate, gathered around the table and the counters since there just wasn’t room for 19 people to all sit at the table at once.The whole team questioned Hanna about how she met me and what we were going to be doing later. There was a lot of.