I needed some relief. I pulled off my shorts and hopped into the king size bed and grabbed hold of my rock hard 7 incher. Pre-cum was already leaking ...ut of the head and it was extremely useful as some improvised lube. I was in ecstasy as Rileys prepubescent screams filled the room and as I watched Mr. Jones pull his cock out of Rileys ass and shoved it into her mouth, I was about to explode. Suddenly I heard Mr. Jones moan and Rileys eyes widened. He slowly extracted his slowly shrinking cock. I didn't like the way it felt, the way it seemed to cling to me. And the panties as well; they felt constricting and unwelcome. The tightness of the waistband around my body chafed my skin. Master had bought them for me soon after he'd moved me to his bedroom, but I hadn't really understood the reason. He'd removed my collar as well and I wanted it back more than anything else. When he told me to lie down and didn't retrieve my collar immediately, I was confused and slightly annoyed. I did as I. "Yes." Anne looked at the white-wigged man and found disdain, she was sure that was the acidic word. "He told me that he had done that. Said it would save our property from double taxes." She tried to ignore his cold stare of disapproval. "It did not mean anything to him." She licked her lips, a bit embarrassed and took a deep breath. "Or to me, sir." Your father?" the man asked, shaking his head in disbelief. "We can't have this, Miss Conroy, not from an old family like yours. I know him well,. Never mind. He shifted his gaze to Zara. She looked good in black leather pants and a v neck top that showed a little bit of cleavage. Her hair was not down, but was straight and drawn back in a high ponytail. She was wearing only some burgundy lipstick and mascara. She looked good. Better than good, she looked sexy. He was still thoughtfully looking at her when the band was announced. He frowned when he noticed Zara pale, as if she’d seen a ghost, and even from this distance he could see she.