All the girls dressed in their best sexy dresses, me included I wouldn’t start my life as a slave until later in the evening until then I was just o...e of the girls.Mistress as usual chose what I would wear, a long black satin dress one side slit to my upper thigh. The neckline was extremely low and revealing, the back too plunged down to my arse. Mistress herself wore a similar dress in cream as looking sensational as she always does. No underwear for either of us just high heels.Once dinner. "He never does laundry for me. He must like you or something, Steph," Trish laughed.We finished up the day stuffing every box Steph had and I started cleaning out the garage. Steph and I didn't say anything about our little session, and she acted like nothing happened. She did catch me staring at her ass again, and she bent over and pulled down her shorts, showing off her sweet cheeks. Other than that, the packing went on like normal. We decided to call it quits around nine o'clock; we were all. She muttered to herself and turned back to her homework. The class had just about bored her to tears - she'd even fallen asleep for a brief moment on Thursday - and trying to get anything out of the tedious reading was getting to be an exercise in futility.Grumbling quietly, Denise shut her Computer Organization book and tried to find something else to work on. She was actually caught up on most of her classes and with nothing really due until the finals in a three weeks, Denise was at a loss. The startled girl looked up at him with pleading eyes. Harry grabbed her hands and pushed them away from her tits. ‘Get those hands busy down below,’ he said, ‘I’ll take care of things up here.’ She didn’t have to be told twice. She shoved two fingers of her left hand into her twat and started diddling her clit with the right. With his cock still buried in the deep valley between her huge, conical funbags Harry reached down to pinch her nipples. The chick moaned and started moving her hands.