”Isa nods her head.I pinch harder and say, “Understand?”“Yes Master, I do. You own my breasts Master.” Isa replied.I smile, remove my finger... and lick her breast. I remove my coat then say,” Unbutton my shirt Isa.”“Yes Master.” She fumbles with my shirt buttons. I pull in Isa for another kiss after my shirt hits the floor. As Isa embraces me tightly her firm nipples push into my chest. I feel my dick ready for action.My hands grab Isa’s butt yet again and squeeze them before my right hand slips. “Lubricate him for me,” she said, even though it wasn’t at all necessary. Brit gave a few seconds of a very sloppy blowjob to her husband before Amber pushed her away. “How do you want to take me?” she asked, pretending to ignore her friend crumpled up on the side of the couch.“I wanna see you. Ride me,” he said breathlessly. Amber nodded and straddled him. She sank her body down, guiding the cock into her. It was hitting places no cock had in years so it took her a few seconds to reacclimate. An emerald-eyed, freckled and copper haired girl, looking all of fifteen, gently rose and dipped on her elderly date's lap. Her crumpled stockings were pooled elegantly on the cool marble floor, alongside her discarded Christian Louboutin red-soled 3" stilettos. Her expensive Zac Posen off-shoulder strapless pale-pink evening gown had been hastily pulled up around her midriff, the peach fuzz now visible between her thighs slick with his semen.The muted lights of the chandeliers began to. I placed my hands at her breast. She was amazed and asked me what in was doing. I regained my senses and at once took it off. I apologized to her and told her that I had a crush on her and could not control myself today as she was looking damn sexy. My mind was blank that time. She laughed and said that it was not a problem as it happens with teenagers. I was so relief and wanted to get out of there but she forced me to stay. I couldn’t talk to her that time.She once again broke the silence and.