"I am sorry Lord sir. I did not mean to waste liquid in front of you. I accept what punishment you deem necessary." Punishment? What in the hell do yo... mean?" Hartwell said, then immediately regretted it when he saw the female cringe back from him."I am wasting something Lord sir. However you wish to punish me, I will accept. It is after all your right as a male." The female told him.Hartwell's mouth dropped open as he could only stare at her momentarily. "That is the biggest load of shit I. I did not check you out. I only took a peek. I deserve a close up look too”. He obliged but he said I will have to take off his knickers. Having never done this before, didn’t know how to do it. So I followed his suit. I got down on my knees while he was still standing. I can see it thick and erect behind the knickers. I pulled the knickers down and his dick sprang on to my face hitting on my lips. There was a lot of precum on his shaft. A drop of it fell on my lips and slowly started rolling. “Oh, wow!” laughed her companion. I glanced aside, dimly perceiving a man and woman, watching us, quietly laughing, arms around each other’s waists. “Don’t stop on our account,” he whispered. “Have fun.” Mark, nearing his climax, gave voice. “Oh, oh, yeah!” Ben, too, became more vocal. Mark began a series of staccato gasps timed with the spurts of warm spunk that filled my mouth. Instead of swallowing, I collected the thick fluid in my mouth. When Mark’s spasms stopped, I grinned and opened my. I jumped off the bed and tried to find a place to hide. There was no time to come up with an escape plan. Getting out of the room would come later. Right now I just needed to get out of sight. Fuck. I had been so bold and too foolish. If I'd had my clothes on, I could have just pretended to be looking for a missing sock or something. The words "I think some of our laundry got mixed up" could have saved me and I wouldn't have broken a sweat. But no. I had to have the genius idea of stripping.