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"Well, maybeit's not fairto call itan observation. Morelike an inference,"I say, playingcoy with her.

Iturned around andsimply said, "Martinis dead andit's my Mercedesnow."

"What's that supposedto mean?"

"OK,' Peterinterrupted. "Let's seeif she meansit. Strip Melanie!What the hellare you standingaround in yourclothes for anyway.You didn't comeover here toplay canasta!"

Slidingoff of her,I made myway down hertaunt body toher sex. Iput my lipson her lipsand sucked indeeply, tasting heramazing juices. Ilicked and teaseand sucked ather hole, enjoyingcompletely the tasteof her.

" Youstill want to...?"

Sherolled over andstarted to stir.I moved tothe door andknocked. She wokeup and lookedvery dazed. Sheslid her haddown between herlegs and thensat up. Isat down nextto her andsaid "Hey Ihave to goto work butwould you makebreakfast for Rand".She stood upand put onher rob andsaid sure ina sleepy voice.I next wentinto Rand andsucked his cockuntil he wasmore than awake.Just as hewas driving myhead onto hisshaft I pulledup and saidthat I neededto go into work fora while andcould he helpKate make breakfast.At this hegrumbled and Iknew he neededit bad.

"Thatsounds like agreat idea," Katereplied, with aflirtatious smile thatdazzled me senseless.She punched thefifth floor button."Why don't yougive me afew minutes toget ready andthen stop bymy room toget me?"

"You willget your chance",he thinks tohimself as heconcentrates on thetiny pearl onhis tongue andthe wet honey that drips fromhis Domme.

When mycock stopped pulsing inside her Irolled off herand lay onmy back. AsI thought abouteverything that hadhappened during theevening I foundmyself beginning toget aroused again.I turned toface Lisa andsaid, "Now thatI have fuckedyou, would youlike me tomake love toyou?"

I ran myfingertips over thelight-colored stripes thatI had justplaced on hervoluptuous backside. Herskin was warmto the touch;she shivered slightly at the tingeof gentleness. "Ohhow your asswas made tobe whipped!" Iexclaimed as Itraced one thinline from sideto side withmy index finger.

But,now finished withher Aunt andher husband Aaron and Candy droveback home. Aaronwalked her toher door kissed her goodnight saying,"Honey, this isthe last timeI will haveto do this.Just think tomorrow begins our newlife together."

Sean gaspedas I freedhis massive organ from his jeans.

Comingfrom behind, Maxstarted fingering Anna'sass again. Islowed down mypace to lether enjoy thesensations she wasfeeling. She continuedto coo asI stroked herhair and relaxedher. I knewshe was goingto have ashock soon enough.

Hey, where didyour bra go?

Iran my handsthrough her hairand caressed herface.

"Master. I couldget used tothis." He saidsmiling to himselfsitting down onthe couch. Hereached for hislaptop to re-readthe story shesent him. Heneeded to besure he knewhow to playthe role.

I suddenlyfelt an overwhelmingneed to pleasemy new bestfriend, so Iwracked my brainto understand whatshe was attemptingto show me."My pussy," Ianswered.

"What?About what?" Iasked, a frowntouching my forehead.

Cindygave them extraviewing time asshe switch legs and put thesecond one on.I almost camein my pantsthinking about herass silhouetting theoval shaped area at the topof her legs,pink labia framing the entrance toher pussy. I'msure the oilguy did asI heard, "Uhh-oooh",coming from downthe hall.

"Yourpermission." Kyle said with a smile.

"Soyou can seemy tits," sheanswered. "You've beenlooking at themevery time youhad the chancewhile you droveme here."

Chrisheard one sayto the onewho'd been touchingher ass, "We'lluse her inthe study, no-onewill be goingin there; itsgot private onthe door".

Lynn gaspedthen moaned withdesire, her fingerworking her hotpussy. She wantedso badly tosuck the blackgirl's clit butthis was Milene'sparty and shehad not beeninvited. She watchedas Milene, onall fours, crawledacross the floorand positioned herselfbetween Althea's thickthighs.

"Hello?" Tara interrupted my trance, stilllooking back overher shoulder. "Fuckme already."

Inthe next pictureVermillion was nakedexcept for herstockings and highheels. Linda didn'tlike other womennormally but shecouldnt help butadmire Vermillion's firmbreasts and longlegs. She wassitting at thefoot of astanding man, onlyhis trousered legs were visible andVermillion was lookinglongingly up athim. Linda couldmake out alarge bulge inthe man's trousers,that was whatVermillion must bestaring at.

Her fearwas beginning tosurface, and shehad to stayfocused on keepingcontrol. Her handswere shaking andshe clasped themtogether to keepit hidden.

My clitswells and hardens,also knowing whatis about tohappen. My bodybetrays me.