“Where is the coin?” he asked. Though she couldn’t feel it, Cindy was sure he had dropped it between her breasts. “In my shirt,” she said. �...��Wrong,” he said. He put his hand up to her ear and when he took it back there was the coin!Cindy squealled with delight. “How did you do that?” she asked. “Do it again.”She felt a little sorry for the other two guys. Her bottom and breasts were obviously in their way, as both had there hands on them as if trying to push them away. She just had to see this. I heard him unwrapping something and felt him press it to my lips.“Hmm?” I mumbled, my mouth opening. My tongue wrapped around something sweet, the taste of cherries filling my mouth. It was a lollipop.“Suck gently, Princess.”All I could do is nod, sleepily. Daddy was holding the lollipop for me. I closed my eyes, still feeling sleepy.“Now stop,” My Dad instructed, pulling the lolli back, leaving me to lick my lips.I thought I heard Daddy shuffling around then… maybe a zipper?“Now open,” Daddy. You know what to do. Suck my cock just like the women in those pictures and movies.”Holding my cock gingerly at the base, Carole began by tentatively licking up the length of my hardness. As her tongue came in contact with the slippery, sticky precum oozing from the peehole, she made savoring noises, “Ummm.” “Yummmmm!” and became more insistent in her approach. Her mouth slid over the head of my cock and she sucked her way down half my length before coming back up and popping my cock from her. The massage table is the chosen venue. I'm cocooned no more as you position me on my right-hand side, right leg straight and my left thigh up against my chest. This is a very good position for what is about to happen... a thorough pelvic examination!I tend to see Mistress as a complete entity. Of course, I know her body as well as I know my own, better probably and if I possessed the skill I could make a sketch of her face from memory. But for me, Mistress is a whole person whose elbows are.