In fact ... in fact ... that is exactly what I am going to do. If the organisers want you guys to fluff your dicks up then why can’t the girls fluff...their own pussies up!?”From then on the Redsands First Congregational Church Youth Choir sang their hearts out while the young boys quietly masturbated their cocks and the young girls, thanks to Polly Legett’s encouragement, began playing with their own sex equipment. All this was being done on stage at the Redsands Festival Hall at the start of. Burns." Paul what can I do for You?"Paul took a seat and searched for the words."Mr. Burns, I realize I am a new Master and there is a great deal to learn. Something seems to be amiss with my slaves and I can't seem to put my finger on it." Paul, a Master has got to learn to communicate with His slaves and they with him. He has to learn their body language and also to openly discuss issues. His slaves must be able to freely tell him when there is a problem or concern." But how do I accomplish. "Again, Tracy changed the rhythm, sounding the correct beat.This was followed with assembly, mark time and half time with the same results, but when the sergeant called for retreat, Tracy did hesitate."What's the matter with you lad? Don't you know the beat?" asked the captain."No sir," came the answer, but as the men began to look doubtfully at one another, Tracy interrupted their thoughts saying, "If you please sir, if I could but hear it once, I'll play it."Captain Fenton gave him a sidelong. "He had me in his spell and I did as he said. As soon as my panties where off he started touching and feeling my clit. He dipped his finger down to collect the moisture and went to fingering me a little more."I can tell your enjoying yourself" He said with a slight grin. Than he put the seat down on the tolite and had me sit down. He knelled down between them and started playing with my pussy with his tongue as well. It was amazing how good a tongue was again on my clit. He tried to put his.