She was naked, her blonde hair damp, and green eyes twinkling with mischievous. She was a year younger than me, though her breasts were slightly large.... Still A Cups, but she would have developed larger breasts if she hadn't been bound to Master. She smiled, braces glinting on her teeth. Master could have healed her, but I suspected Cindy would never be allowed to get rid of them. They made her look so cute and innocent, though it could be rough on the tongue when I frenched her."Violet!" she. I felt him penetrate my warm cave. I could feel his hips thrusting against me. My knees spread to either side of him. I began sliding myself up and down his hard cock. He felt so damn good. He was so warm and the smell of our mixed juices was intoxicating. As we both grunted and moaned, I could feel myself losing control. His hands held onto my hips and his mouth was engorged on one of my hard nipples. He flicked the tip with his tongue as I ran my fingers through his sweaty hair. I began to. Once he had his tongue in he wiggled it all around, and she moaned but she didn't move, he pushed in one finger and continued licking. He kept doing this until his whole hand was in her ass, I had never seen anyone get fisted in front of me before, she seemed to love it. He obviously like it too, the way his cock was jumping and twitching. He saw me staring at his cock, with his free hand he pulled the clothes pins off of my nipples leaving the one on my clit. “Suck it.”I got on my knees and. The living room was as it had been: the seating arranged in three sides, the coffee table in the middle of everything. The only difference was that from the edges of the seating to the wall in back of where Sandrine had danced the floor was covered with bed sheets. As messy as things might get if Sandrine did this the hard way, there didn’t seem much danger of damaging messes. The entire house was laminate flooring, just area rugs, so no carpeting to stain or clean. Still, the sheets covering a.