She casually spread it on the floor in front of the coffee table and gave me a wink. Then she walked to the side of the room and switched off the ligh...s. Except for the light form the clock on the kitchen stove, the room was in darkness. I kicked off my shoes and we met at the blanket. Like her body, her lips were soft and ample. We stood toe to toe, kissing, probing and exploring. Wendy undressed me, methodically, neatly stacking my clothes in a pile next to the blanket. The dress was shortly. Across the room Mistresses female servant entered also naked carrying a smaller tray of expensive treats. I didn't know how Mistress treated her other servants but I had been shaved down below & extensively masturbated but denied climax for several weeks in preparation for the gathering. Mistress believing an erection skillfully kept at the edge of climax to be the hardest & most appealing to her guests.Despite my nervousness at entering a room full of strange females in such a state of arousal. " What? Do you mean eat my own cum?" I said feeling my dick growing. "Yes, that and my own cum too. Once I make you cum inside my pussy, there will be a lot of cum. I will move up to sit on your face so you can clean it up. Of course, part of that process will be for me to have an orgasm, and you get to clean that up too." Suzanne said looking at me with a smile and a raised eyebrow. "Oh, that sounds gross!" I said trying to hide my arousal."So, you would have your wife give you a blowjob and. In short, the young man on his knees was perfect for her. Many ideas had come to her during the week but having him focus solely on her needs at the expense of his own was something she repeatedly thought about. Later she would enjoy some serious ass kissing; she pictured herself not for the first time that week reclining at the waist while he worshipped her arse. But a slow orgasm was the perfect beginning to things. She smiled again at the sensation of his featherlite tongue taking delicate.