My rubber slave licked my boots faster clearly trying to win my approval. To my surprise, the leather man knelt down also and began kissing my thighs....Two boys worshipping their goddess made me feel such sexual power, a dominant woman in control of her own fuck toys. I let them both kiss and lick my legs, working up to my panties and ass. Partygoers would pause as they passed by and watch the display, a bimbo dom goddess playing with her slaves. I took the leather clad man by the chin and stood. My hand worked furiously at my crotch, confined in it's movements by my tight shorts, and the other hand was hardly less insistent at it's attentions to my chest. I could feel the orgasm coming, and I ground my ass down into the seat. Thrusting my finger all the way up into my cunt, I let the orgasm envelop me. I rode it out as long as it would last, tugging on my tits and trying to get my finger further up into my twat.When it finally subsided, I opened my eyes and looked to the right. We. "I've got two concerns. First,it'll distract you a lot from your work. Second, I'm worried that youmight not be able to cast that spell."Anya nodded. "I think I can manage the spell." She glanced at Michelle. "If the two of you are arousing suspicion, then you'll probably needsomething, too." That makes sense," Michelle agreed."Something you normally wear. A class ring, a pair of earrings, anecklace. Anything that wouldn't seem out of the ordinary." I'll tell Dick."Anya shook her head. . And I was bigger than Andy anyway.But he could fight like a cornered cat. Maybe he’dtake it all out on my little mate. Poor Pete.“If I must,” I said.Some events stand out like milestones in your life.This wasn’t one of them. It would be fucking good formy ego to say I fucked her good and she was amazedby my good fucking performance. But I didn’t evenextract from her the smallest amount of affection, letalone gratification. All I can say is that I was thereand I did.