“That clit tug was amazing, Mrs. Marlow.”“So was your tongue in my butt, slave,” moaned Aoi.“Mmm, it was all sexy,” I said. I glanced at t...he clock. “And I need to go start on dinner. You two can have your fun. Remember the safe word.”“It was...” Aoi frowned. “Uh...”“Raven!” Natalie said. “But you won’t make me need it, will you, Mistress Aoi?”“I don’t know,” the girl said, this surprisingly malicious smile on her lips as she picked up the flogger. “Maybe I want to slap your titties. She had also made a pot of coffee that she served, and as Lillian didn't smoke we refrained from smoking out of consideration for our guest. We chatted about a number of things, and Lillian told us some more about her early encounters with her friends from years ago. It was quite hilarious the way she retold the tales about how they fooled their husbands, as well as how their spouses thought they were pulling the wool over their eyes. Catherine put some more fuel on the fire although it was. He stirred his finger around then dragged it out and tickled her bud. She made obvious moans and her hips were starting to move. He pushed his fingers into her again stirring some more and sliding his fingers along the wet rough place at the top of her canal. She twigged from restive sleep to back-arching hip-raising alertness. He took advantage of her position and put in another finger heading for the same spot. Under her hips, her hands were dancing and her fingers dug into the soil. He. Oh shit I wanted to cum again, I wanted them to see me cum. I slowly fucked the glass neck when Frankie came closer. Frankie, his boss was a couple of years older, a thick built black man who has been around us for several years. He is tall and very muscular as he works out several times a week and sports a body to prove it. I have always looked at him as a hot and sexy man, especially when we are all hanging out having drinks. He has seen flashes of my perky breasts before, but not like the.