Susan picked up all four cuffs and handed them to him. He took them and placed them on the counter and again turned to his kneeling slave. “I wonder... if you know what I’m thinking,” he asked. Susan smiled, and nodded, using her head to point at his groin, “I think I do,” she replied, “it’s becoming a little obvious,” she added, suppressing a laugh. “Why don’t you show me what you think you can do about this,” he said, taking a step closer to her. Susan reached up and unbuckled the belt at his. I hugged her for a few minutes before I allowed her to roll off from me. Angie was right there with the warm wet washcloth and cleaning my cock but not before she sucked the head into her mouth and drained the last couple of drops from it. Then I smiled as Angie licked my cum from Gina’s pussy before washing her up. I knew that both of those girls were fulfilling a fantasy right then. I looked over at my sister and she looked jealous that Angie wasn’t sucking on her pussy. I knew that she would. Don didn’t hold back either, slamming into Sharon’s pussy over and over again, making loud sloppy wet noises between their bodies. As Tasha watched, she couldn’t keep from touching herself; pinching her nipples and rubbing her clit as Sharon’s moans grew louder and uncontrollable. When Sharon’s body tensed in climax, she reached out to grab Tasha’s hand, squeezing it as her powerful orgasm racked her body. “Oh fuck!” Sharon cried out between heaving panting. Tasha smiled. “That dick is good,. She asked if I could stay the night and I told her yes, so lets get you cleaned up some. He ran a bath and told me to get in. I was sitting thinking about what I was going to tell my mom when he came in. You're not done yet, hell your hairs still dry. He grabbed a washcloth and told me to stand up. He washed my face, arms, back, every thing. When I got out he handed me a t-shirt and fixed the couch for me to sleep on. I tried to sleep but the strange noises kept me up, I went to his room and.