Once spent, I fell away from him, laying tangled with my love. Feeling her heat protruding with our Master’s seed, I rubbed against her just enough ...causing me to quiver too loudly, without Master inside me. Though he loves me, he is at times made jealous of our pleasure. Wanting to reap only for himself when we serve him, we are only to delight in his staff, unless overcome by his lust, ravaging him together, to his desired satisfaction. He sows into us, wildly. Seven gardens, planted in a. Or I can order him to continue pampering both of us like princesses. Which would you rather?”“Please don’t take Tom from me.”“I won’t, so long as you serve and obey me just as well as he does. He will still pamper you more than you can imagine. But you will be serving me too.”“I understand.”“You can start now by learning to pleasure me. Crawl over here and lick my cunt.”I was surprised that Connie only hesitated for a moment. I’ve never been particularly drawn to girl-on-girl action, but the. And dreaming of the day I would get to enjoy that thick, beautiful bulge between both sets of my lips that hungered for him. When he would touch my thigh just below the hem of my short skirts, and I would admire the bulge I was causing in his trouser, I would feel a wonderful shudder of pure lust run through me from head to toe. On autumn’s cooler days, when I couldn’t get away with short skirts without freezing half to death, I would wear really long skirts. But with a slit all the way up one. Mum came and so did he, and then we were all standing by the fire again. It was great.The guys were still drinking or smoking, or both, and Mum was having a drink too. I strolled down to the water with Lils and we waded in. It was nice and warm, and another nice sensation to go with the others we’d just had.We swam a little way and stood up. I decided we could cuddle, like loving sisters, but there was a risk they’d be able to tell if we kissed, or kissed properly, so cuddling was all we were.