“Yes ma’am,” I said. “Mistress,” she said firmly, reaching for the cuffs. “From now on, you shall call me Mistress, or you will feel the s...ting of my crop.” Ha! The sting of my crop. Nice – she’s really getting into this role-play thing. Without warning, she whacked my hard-on with the business end of a black riding crop. Where the fuck did that come from? “Yes, Mistress,” I grunted through clenched teeth as she closed the cuffs around my wrists and secured them to the bed posts. As soon as I. When we went to sleep that night, Sue and I made love to Mercy for a long, long time, trying to calm her down. Her anticipation level was out of sight.When I awoke, I wasn't between my beauties. Mercy was in the middle, but her head was facing my feet. The two girls must have been up to something in the middle of the night as Sue's head was sleeping on one of Mercy's thighs and Mercy's head was on one of Sue's. It's a good thing I'm a sound sleeper, otherwise I wouldn't be as rested as I was.As. ’ He starting thrusting faster, I started jerking faster, still rubbing and squezing his balls, smearing his juice all over his hard cock. Then he moaned ‘Don’t stop son, I’m cumming, oh yes make me cum son!’ And with that he start shooting hot thick ropes and globs of hot thick cum all over me. It was the first time I’d ever seen a man cum and my father as well, I moan and jerked him and sprayed his cum all over my chest, it ended up every where, my face, chest, and all over my cock and balls.. The last one came to the back but sat on the other side of me. About 40 but very attractive for her age. She wore a gray business suit and knee length skirt. She held a news paper with one hand a coffee with the other. My little book reader did not move except to lick her finger and turn a page. I turned to face her more and in doing so use my knee to block the view from newspaper lady. She didn’t look so It was game on! I felt her flesh open up and my four fingers slid all the way in. I kept.