Spike-heeled shoes covered her feet. Lydia, who trailed in her wake, wore a similar outfit. Both women carried whips. Susan walked languidly up to...Margo, and fondled her breast. Margo shuddered at the touch. A low moan escaped her lips. "Was it your idea?" Susan asked. They both knew what she meant. Had it been her idea to make love to me? I wanted to say that the idea had been mutual, but I couldn't talk. All I could do was make incoherent sounds in my throat and mouth. Lydia. I replied "that was a sexy shape u just made" she sat up again moving to the edge of the couch spreading her legs wide open directly at me. Almost as if she was trying to seduce me.I could still hear the water in the shower, knowing I still had time before I manhandle her daughter.I sat back and pulled my rock hard cock. She had one hand gently caressing her pussy which was cut so perfect in those shorts. Ant the other holding her knee, keeping he legs wide open. We were not saying a word now.. It seemed to him that it took a little longer than usual. Why was that? Paranoia, he thought. He flipped through the channels, three of them had blanked screens with the "no males" symbol showing. He didn't waste his time staring at them, the ident card made sure he couldn't access "unsuitable" material as the government had it. The fourth screen at least was showing a programme he could watch, More news though; more current affairs, more propaganda. Florence Daniels was being interviewed. Now he started kissing my pussy and then with his fingers he started teasing my pussy. He entered his fingers inside my pussy. He entered one then two then three ummmmm ohhhh hmmmmm mhmmm Oh fuck me deeper C’mon yeaaah ohh yea. He is an awesome finger fucker. I had an orgasm shoooooot. He sucked all my juices.Now I made him lay on the bed and then I kissed him and went on his chest I circled my fingers on his chest and kissed each of his abs. I went down on him and removed his pajama He didn’t.