He looked me up and down, as I offered to take his suit jacket. I couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants. I reminded him that he was to do... whatever I told him, and he smiled and nodded. To show him who was boss, I immediately reached out and rubbed the front of his pants. He pulled back ever so slightly, probably surprised at my boldness. He put his formidable hands on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but notice how hot they were on my bare shoulders. I deftly slid out of his. "At least he died with a smile on his face..." Barbara laughed."Now then, let's get you back to your boudoir and all dressed up for yourmistress."John was wheeled in the same chair back to his bedroom where the twowomen set about preparing him. A small dose of Joyce's potion kept himstill long enough for John to be stood up straight and talcum powdered upand down the front and back of his torso and around his genital area.Barbara and Joan wore plastic disposable gloves for the task which. She then turned facing me. I hugged her tightly as my 7 inch penis penetrated between her thighs. She pressed her thighs strongly and I pressed up and down. I felt that the cot also moves little. So I stopped forcing but slowly played.After some time I felt her hand moving over my shaft. She holds my rod, but doesn’t know what to do. I understood her heartbeat. She moved her hands up and down. Because of little fear it didn’t ejaculated. She played with my rod for more than 20 minutes. She. When I saw that James was ready, I stopped and braced for some real pain. He had a little trouble getting his head in, and when it popped in, I gasped, but the pain went away fast. He had a couple of inches in and started to fuck me slowly while Rob was moving under me at a nice steady pace, it felt soooooo good. I told James to fuck me, get that cock inside me. He asked me if I was sure, I said fuck me you black slave, give it to me hard, I was in a world of my own now. I wanted it bad, so he.