Before I could think about what might happen, one of the girls sank onto my aching, throbbing cock, while a second knelt over my face and lowered her ...ighly aroused pussy onto my mouth.Torture? You’ve got to be kidding me. I have never before or since been so wound up sexually. My bum ached, my cock was in blissful full employment and I was savouring the nectar oozing from a pussy that had been made for sex – tasty juices and an easily located clit for my special attention.I licked and. He didn't have anyparticular desire to be with Bruce. It wasn't sexual although Frankiewasn't telling anyone about the dreams he had been experiencing since theHappy Hour when Bruce had kissed him hard on the mouth. It had kept thosethoughts and images from Helen. He figured that some things are betterkept to himself.That night at dinner, he and Helen shared a bottle of wine and made smalltalk. After clearing the table, Helen told Frankie that she'd do thedishes and to go put on the dress for. ” He said, “I’ll not call dad only if you do everything we say.”“I’m already doing everything you say.”“No, not like that. You won’t do anything tonight which we don’t say. We own you tonight.”“Ok pervert, you own me. Happy?”“I’m going to make you regret this night and leaving me.”I didn’t know then I’d regret so many things after that night. Vivaan came close to me and slapped me on the face, it was hard enough to pain me but not hard enough to make a loud sound. He made me lie down on the bed. When we reached the gates of the Cord Estate, Eric announced he was going to go home. That upset Suzi a lot, and Eric finally opened his eyes to say he was sorry and he would be back the next day. But then warned her he would leave again if I even looked in his direction before kissing her and Candice on the cheek and got out of the limo by where his truck was parked.I had just got out myself when Eric’s red pickup went up the drive towards the main gate. As we walked past the lined up servants.