I carried on massaging his cock, now also rubbing his balls. I helped Justin to remove my shorts and panties, and then we went back to powerfully kiss...ing each other, only this time we did not just kiss each other on the lips, instead exploring the others whole body with our lips. I worked my kisses down all of Justin’s body, kissing every part of his chest and stomach until I finally reached his cock. I slipped his dick into my mouth and lightly rubbed the head with my tongue, whilst stroking. I got pretty worked up writing it, so now I’ve got a bad case of “sticky keyboard,” he laughed.“I completely understand,” I replied. “One thing I noticed, though, was that you left poor Charlie completely hanging at the end of it ... All worked up with no mention of release. What kind of second-rate erotic author would do that?!”“Whoa, seems like I touched a nerve there, eh. Sorry about that, chief. Guess I just got carried away. I can always rewrite that final part with a killer release scene. If she did badly, she would join that pair. The thought frightened her, but it frightened her far more to think she might shame her Mistress. That would be the real agony of being defeated. At all costs she must be worthy of the Great Lady Fortescue. She would not fail. She must not fail!Lady Fortescue and a retinue of attendants came out into the courtyard. The Mistress's delicate nostrils wrinkled disgustedly. Francine might not be as high as she usually was, after being cleaned up for. "Well?" Nodding my head "Yes Sir" "Now stand up and take off that shirt. Bra too." As I do, he stands, stroking his cock thru his sweatpants still. As soon as my bra comes off, his hands are on my boobs, squeezing hard, twisting at my nipples with a harsh command to stay quiet. "Take off my Shorts" he commands. As my hands reach out to the side of his shorts, he pulls his own shirt off. "Get On your knees". he says right before I start to slide his shorts down. So I do, I kneel down,.