I'm sure the begging my eyes and body did was far more intense.However, I wasn't granted release, not yet. Mistress let the leash drop, took off her c...at, then peeled mine off me and let it drop to the floor. Then she pulled me up again, unzipped the tube dress and let it fall to the floor next to the coat. Then she led me to the living room where she sat down and looked at me. I bit my lips, felt the wetness on my thighs, the yearning unbearable, my need to touch myself or be touched, to get. "It wasn't a bad thing, so there doesn't need to be any blame. I thought it was beautiful, and I honestly don't regret doing it. I just feel bad because you seem like you wish it didn't happen."I didn't know how to respond. There were too many conflicting emotions for me to make sense of how I actually felt. I did feel wrong about what we did, but I also had to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed it. I knew it shouldn't happen again, but deep down I hoped it somehow would."I ... I don't regret it. They weren’t causing a tent in the speedo only because the speedo was too tight. From where I stood only a few floors up I could see how the arraignment of their cock was horizontal and easily made it to mid-hip. Any movement up or down and at least three-quarters of their cock would be exposed.I, of course, don’t know what was said but the woman was nodding her head in agreement and turned her attention to Susan and looked too excitedly be making some point. Her head was nodding and her arms. He took photos and videoed her, zooming in on her, he slowly panned the camera down her young body. Starting on her tearful face. Then on down to her small budding breasts. Her flat stomach. Then slowly down to her pubic hair, not much more than a little fluff, between the top of her legs, finally panning down her young slim firm legs to the small white cotton panties that were now hanging round her ankles.Telling her to turn around, he then filmed her from behind, admiring nice tight little.