"Heather's head spun. Her hips squirmed as if it would somehow hasten her orgasm, though she knew she would not cum until Mistress decided she could."...Or at least I assume you didn't, as I could not sense you very well most of yesterday."Heather pushed a thought through the fog of unrelenting lust. "I-I tried, Mistress. I ... I put on the underwear ... I was so sexy for you ... I wanted you to see it."Laura nodded once. "Go on."Marcie thrust her tongue in and out of Heather's pussy until the. Then I was going to leave her, just as she had to me so many times. I was in no rush and this would be far more fun.I soon started rubbing her clit with my thumb as I continued to fuck her with my two fingers, I wanted her to start working up to an orgasm. It didn’t take long. Soon her legs began to shake as she stood there, I could feel her pussy clenching around my fingers. She was close, her body had just started making jerking movements when I pulled my hand out, leaving her on the edge of. I should tell her about sunscreen on her chest, but that's her business.She bounced in a quickstep tempo toward the car. As they drove, she told him that she had high grades, had just finished final examinations at the university, and then had three job interviews in three days in three cities. She had finagled the best interviews by having her professors put her name at the top of the recruiters' lists. By the end of the last interview she was stressed and had barely caught the flight.Before. I happily obliged the voice.“Oh God, I fucking love you, Susan,” he cried out from under me.“Fuck, I love you so much, Troy,” I responded, increasing my pace. Not only did he feel amazing, but the expressions on his face were ones I’d seen from the side many times. No matter how long or intense or how many friends we all had in bed with us, the “last dance of the night” was always the same: Julie riding Troy to a screaming orgasm while me and everyone else watched. It was always beautiful,.