“Mind if I try?” I asked, looking downward. I didn’t wait for an answer and just knelt down in front of him. His cock sort of hung in a d...wnward arc. It was at least ten to twelve inches, but I just knew it would fit in my throat. I kissed the head a couple times while I got my mouth wet. I flicked my tongue at the piss slit and was even able to get the tip of my tongue in there a little ways. I relaxed my throat and opened wide. I took a deep breath and began to work my mouth over the. . I see it has a fully shaven cunt ... we’re you aware of this Joan?” “I must admit I was Master Sean, but only through feeling it” “And was it wet Joan” “Yes Master, I think it’s cunt began throbbing and became wet when it entered the playroom and first saw Gina suspended in there”During this exchange Sean’s eyes were glued to those of Karen Taylor rather than her cunt, where beside obvious embarrassment, he was pleased to also see a fiery anger from a woman not only humiliated and angry at. Elizabeth fondled my balls while I rubbed her crotch. Bridget smiled and settled in, ready to enjoy herself while we watched. Winking at her I started the camera. She smiled and licked her lips slowly and sensuously. Softly, at first, then with gentle squeezes, she rubbed her breasts through her shirt. Bridget closed her eyes and pinched her nipples. They were getting so hard we could see them through her shirt. She reached under her shirt and caressed her tits over her bra. A soft groan. The tie on the doorknob was his cue to beat it. Oh well, he thought, I could use a good beer anyway. While making his way through the busy streets, Jeff noticed some posters advertising the Britney Spears concert on the fifteenth. In two days, he thought.Imagine being that rich. Travelling all over the world and making money for singing a bunch of shitty pop tunes didn’t sound that bad. “Just hilarious,” he thought to himself, “She does nothing and gets millions. I work my ass off and get.