Long, slow, deep strokes. He'd stopped moaning, he was pushing back and moving with her, squeezing her hard cock inside him. They were moving together...faster and faster. Her hips banging against his buttocks, deeper, faster, together. She bent harder over him pushing down, her swollen oiled breasts mashing and sliding down his back. She reached round to feel his thick cock, pulled it back harder. She raked his back with long, scarlet nails.“Oooooh Ooh Ooh,” they were grunting together.Harder. Decorous eating was put aside as the shrimp arrived. Bold red lips surrounded the white shrimp meat, marking it before it slid between Carol's and Betty's teeth. Their gleaming teeth snapped what would have been a death bite. When I was in Japan, one of my rules was that the food had to be dead, but I wasn't sure that these two would insist on that.Their steaks arrived. It was the Danish style, with raw egg, horseradish, and raw onion rings. That made me comfortable with slathering my roast. Chuste raho. ” Main boli. Unhone ab sharaarat karni shuru kar di. Mujhe satane me unhe bahut maza aata hai. Main unka muh apni chut par chahti thi aur wo apna muh wahan se hata kar mere pet ko, meri naabhi ko chumne lage. Mujhe chumte huye wo neeche ki bajaay upar ki or badh rahe the. Ab tak wo meri chuchiyon tak pahunch chuke the. Meri dono nippal khadi ho kar unko chusne ka nimantran dene lagi. Unhone apni jeebh meri tani hui ek nippal ke charon taraf ghumaai aur use muh me le kar kisi bachhe. " I replied.With that, I followed her up the stairs to the kitchen. There I was told of all my duties, from arranging the trays of prepared food to scrubbing a truckload of pots, pans and dishes. The floor and stove were an absolute mess. They too would need my attention.Mistress left me alone, and I started my cleaning. I have a natural love of housework. Wearing aprons and performing domestic duties, at the direction of a dominant female is like a religious experience for me. After my regular.