Occasionally Samantha would look down and make some comment. "Ohhh what a cute little sissy cocksucker, Bill - she looks so pretty on her knees!"I con...tinued working on Bill's cock, when I heard the voice of the waitress who had earlier said she couldn't wait to see me restrained, giving a blowjob. "Madam, Sir, I see your waitress is busy, would you like me to freshen you drinks."Samantha and Bill said yes and thanked her. Meanwhile, Samantha, who was obviously watching me through the glass. The dirt and sweat vanished from both of us. The boy enjoyed the gentle sensations, of the machine.I stepped out, and placed the boy on his feet. I felt a small sympathetic pain, and his leg looked deformed. I sat him down instead, and encouraged the mother to enter as well. Her face showed concern, and then amazement, as the dirt dissolved from her body. A mental signal informed me she was done, and she continued to stay and enjoy the feelings."You are done now. Let's give Nema a turn."She. Giving Mel orgasm after orgasm. I started to get hard just watching them but knew that this was a special time just for them to savor.I had a quick shower and went down stair to have coffee and breakfast. Bridie was there cleaning up what looked like a hoard of people had eaten there. “There’s a bit of everything left if you want it or just coffee to start. She asked“That sounds nice, coffee and toast.” I coddled my cup and let my mind wander. So many changes had occurred in my life lately. My. The heat of his hand on my belly made me slick with wetness. He’d work his black fingers up and down my bare, wet slit while he pumped his shaft inches from my head.I didn’t have the words for what I was feeling, but I was aroused almost all the time. I tried just about everything in the house to rub up against. The rounded tips of my bed posts were my favorite at that time. I ached for penetration but did not know it at the time. One afternoon I recall with C, we were inches away from.