It was this need to wank myself that caused these events that I’ve never stopped thinking about. I had normally wanked every night when I was living...at home which I guess it what most people my age did. In this puritan house that I was living in though I just felt really uncomfortable about doing it. Mrs Bargon, the wife, was always home and always insisted on doing my washing. The thought of her finding stains or hearing me was just too embarrassing to contemplate. I had a collection of porn. “Welcome home, Master.” My pussy is on fire as your thick, long cock splits me apart. Juices are flowing around your cock and I can feel my pussy muscles spasm around your organ. The head of your cock presses to the opening of my cervix as you lift your hips to meet my descent onto your tool. I take a sharp intake of breath, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. Feeling your fingers surrounding my throat, the spasms in my pussy become stronger. “Ride your cock, Michelle. Cum for your. “Sorry, sometimes she gets confused along with the dogs. Turns out she’s a natural submissive! Who’d have thunk?.”“Up now, you don’t need to be on the ground with the other pets” he said, motioning towards Niki, reaching out and helping her back on her feet. He’d purposely alluded to her being one of the pets, and the look he gave Niki as he helped her to her feet was one of promise. She was likely to be on the ground again, soon enough.Roger watched Niki get back up, and the image of her. It was obvious that Sarah was loving it. Her eyes were closed, her head back against the settee and she had a smile on her face. After a couple of minutes Pat removed he hands and tugged Sarah’s breasts out of the bra. She then pulled down Sarah’s white lacy panties to expose Sarah’s dark brown hairy sex.Pat then slid to one side of Sarah and took one of her large breasts into her mouth and started to suck it and lap her tongue around the nipple. Her left hand then started to stoke Sarah’s.