It merged into my clitoris. I groaned as Carsina’s hand stroked up the pussy-slicked shaft while Ava’s palm rubbed at the tip. My cunt clenched, d...inking in the delight.“Mistress gave me a cock!” I moaned, my lusts surging through me. “This is awesome!”“I did,” Ava said, her hand letting go of my cock. I stared at her, her skirt still bunched over her waist, Greta kneeling behind her. She had licked Ava’s asshole.Lubed Ava’s asshole.“You have to feel what you gave me!” I gasped, my excitement. I just hope I don't give those old dears heart failure."CHRISTMAS DINNER"My dear!, whatever has happened? Have you been in an accident. Were you attacked? Are you sure you are alright!"This had been the initial twittering reaction of the two old ladies as they saw Katie walk into the hotel lounge prior to dinner.Over the festive meal and later, she had related to this astounded old couple, her entire story from the long weeks in the police station yard, down to that epic, bruising but. "Please? I've been living withyou for so long. I just... I wanna know your real name."She said nothing. Then, after a few seconds, "Hayley."Hayley."...Hayley Johnston," she sighed.Hayley Johnston.The Fourth Metal Witch of New England, the current Metal Mistress, "TheMistress," my Mistress......Hayley Johnston.I never would have guessed. I mean... Hayley? Not that it's a badname, but I would have guessed... I dunno, something more conservative?She's North America's foremost expert on. "Ray stepped aside and the camera pulled back. Sitting primly on a red, upholstered chair was Brooke. Her jacket was gone, her legs were crossed at the ankles and her hands were folded in her lap. She was obviously very nervous. Off camera, Ray said, "Brooke, there are lots of guys out there watching their computer screens and many more who will visit the site in the days and weeks to come who would like to get to know all about you. Can I ask you a few personal questions?"Brooke didn't seem to.