It took a moment for my eyes to readjust. My Mistress's fishnet legs and heels were the first thing my eyes could see. I couldn't help but lift my gaz... slowly up her leg toward her body and face. As soon as my eyes met hers, I felt a jolt of electricity hit my balls and through the butt plug with surprising intensity. "Did I order you to lift your head, Slave?" she yelled. My eyes quickly darted back toward the floor. "Good boy," she said as she walked to the other end of the room. "Now you may. It does look cute. Wait, what’s this? Did you cum?’ Monica took one finger and rubbed it around the slit of his penis. It was clear and sticky. She asked again, ‘Did you cum and this is all there is?’ Tom answered, ‘No, I didn’t cum. I wanted to but I couldn’t when you tickled me.’ ‘OK. I believe you.’ Monica moved further up the bed and straddled his chest. ‘Have you ever tasted pussy before?’ Tom nodded yes. ‘Do you like to eat pussy?’ Again he nodded yes. ‘Are you any good?’ He answered,. My heart is pounding fiercely in my chest and I'm starting to feel overheated. Her little fingertips slip down into my waistband just barely, and I gather every ounce of mental strength I possess to pull away and step back abruptly. Her towel somehow slips down to the floor in the process. The most holy, magnificent, riveting vision is revealed to me and will be permanently seared in my brain for the rest of my life. My betraying eyes greedily go directly to her nude body and rapidly take in. I put my arm around her and she leaned over against me. One of her hands grasped mine, slid it under her top cupping it over one of her breasts, and started rubbing. Just as I had guessed, her bra was gone too.I pinched the nipple and heard a sharp intake of breath from her. She turned her head and stuck her tongue in my ear sending shivers running up and down my spine. Meg moved my hand to her other breast and when I pinched that nipple I was rewarded by another sharp intake of breath.I looked.