I finally feel like I have control here and I want to take advantage of it. Your head is between my crossed arms and I can feel your breath against my...neck. I press myself closer to you, rubbing my erect nipples over the thin veil of hair on your chest while curling my hips, rubbing my now gushing, soaked pussy against your cock. ‘Kiss me.’ I whisper. ‘I want your lips on me. I want your tongue in my mouth and I want you as wild as you’ve made me feel.’ Fuck, you’re still fighting me but I. He nervously asked if there were two men here who would like to make his wife's fantasy come true by giving her a double penetration fuck.He then pointed to his wife, Stella, who was five four tall around 160 lbs with large breasts and auburn hair. Karen volunteered me and a guy called Andy also volunteered; we cleared a space on the bed and I lay down, Stella then climbed on to me and slipped my hard seven inch cock up her cunt. As she did so he smiled a wonderful sexy smile in my direction. Once she had calmed down and was glowing with happiness she told me to sit on the bench in the shower.I sat on the bench, warm water still spurting from the jets, my cock hot and hard. Carol knelt down in front of me. She was the picture of lust, water streaming down her hair, body flushed with unbridled desire. She knelt down and took my cock and started stroking me. As it got harder she bent down and swallowed my cock whole. Her mouth was warm and inviting and her tongue twirled around my. Tickling was one of the punishments Jessie had come up with. I’d never thought of tickling as such torture before because no one had ever done it to me for more than a second without serious repercussions. But being unable to put an instant stop to it was worse in a way than being spanked with a paddle. We also spent a LOT of time just bending over like that, humiliation washing over us like the waves crashing ashore. I am sure a LOT of people took pictures.Master gave us a few simple dares to.