"Oh John, you knew this, didn't you?" Brianna asks John, and he nods, slowly.The masseuse drops her top, and slides her boobs around John's hard dick,...while the masseur slides his fingers inside her pussy and starts to suck on her clit."Ahhh, yesss, go on!" Brianna moans, and at the same time, John also starts moan. She looks over at John and can see his dick disappear between the boobs, and only the head pops out every time.But then her orgasm kicks in and the masseur sucks even harder on her. The slave swallows hard, biting her lip to prevent the sobs that she can feel rising in her chest. Slave: Yes Master. He opens a box and takes out a fine silver chain with two vicious looking clamps on either end. Master: Your tits are so fine I have been aching for the time when I get to do this for hours now. He cups a breast in one hand, pulling at the already firm nipple until she can't help but squeal in pain. The Master laughs. Master: This will be so pretty. And still pulling hard on her. She noticed. "Ready for some milk and cookies?" she asked as she walked to the front door. "Or did you have something else in mind?"I blushed a deep, deep crimson. "I... um... I... I don't...um." Don't make me twist your arm," she said, as she put a plate of cookies in front of me at her kitchen table. As she set the plate down, one of the cookies slid off the plate and onto the floor. "I'll get that," I said as I dropped to my knees and crawled under the table. I grabbed the cookie and looked. She slowed her movement, finally coming to rest as he collapsed on top of her, still leaving his softening cock inside her as it briefly lost its hardness. He wrapped his arms round her slight body and kissed her gently on the lipsShe in turn kissed his nose, then his lips; she gave off that warm satisfying smell that comes from a woman who has been well fucked. And he could feel the warm pressure of her cushioning breasts, and the poking of her erect nipples on his chest. They lay there for.