My master of the night ordered them to suck on my nipples... they both paused for a second before diving in to my breast...what a crazy feeling it is ...o have a different guy on each breast, i begged for them to squeeze them harder as they rimed their tongues around my nipples. Their dicks were so hard, but I grabbed their balls to mimic their squeezing of my breast, I love how we pushed each other to our limit squeezing harder and harder.My Master of the night slid me down so he could slide his. Then slipping his fingers inside my pussy his other hand holds my lips apart as he begins to finger fuck me. Slipping his other hand lower as his fingers pinches my clit. Crying out not sure if from the pleasure or pain. Unable to hold back my responses. His eyes never once leaving my face as his harsh hands begin their rough play of my pussy. His nails biting into my tender clit as he pinches me. Watching as his hands move to his clothing as he begins to slide the fabric from his body unable. With the single deviation that my lighter hair and eyes provided, I would be mistaken for a native. I had been accustomed to perusing the horizon through my spy glass, and saw a sight I had not thought to see, mounted men, riding arch necked crop mane horses, the lowering sun glinting on their brilliant cuirasses. If you wish to scout with any hope or prayer of going without notice, better that you wear brown leather, than polished metal. I consulted with two of my party, the russet dog content. "I don't think they will," responded Mum, "and I think that is for thebest."It soon became apparent that Mum wasn't going to reveal anything moreabout Dad. No matter how much Beth and I pushed, Mum held her ground.Mum brought our probing to an end with, "don't you both have homework?"As Christmas approached the amount of homework from school diminished.However practice for my impending music exam and pantomime performancekept me from getting bored. On top of that I was a member of thecounties.