“How long did we sleep for?”“I think a couple of hours… we must have really been tired after having sex.” I looked at my mom, remembering wh...at had just happened. I started getting a semi.“Oh son, we can’t go again. The servants will be back soon.” I had totally forgotten about that. Every month my parents pay for them to go on a vacation for one week. And they come back Friday.“Oh shit mom! Did we really have sex?”“Yes babe… you look tired, why don’t you go to bed? I’ll see you tomorrow!” My. Megan looked at her friend as a person would look at a snake on the trail. She had a feeling she knew what was coming next."Okay," Sarah continued. "So is it true?" Is what true?" Megan said, trying hard to play dumb."Don't give me that! You damn well know what I mean." Sarah said with a stern look. "Did you really let Kevin put it up your butt?" The pillow was flying through the air before she even finished the words, and Sarah fell back laughing from the impact. Megan however had turned. It's just that, well, before, I wasn't allowed to have likes or dislikes," she explained"Am I doing this wrong?" I asked worriedlyAgain she smiled. "No, you're wonderful. But old habits die hard. I will change. You are the Master, my Master."I looked over at the clock. "Well, as much as I love you and this little touching moment, you now have 1 hour and 57 minutes to get those collars back on. You'd better get a move on."With faux screams of terror, the two lovelies dashed to Sally's car and. She heard the moans in the kitchen too. We tip toed over to the door way, not standing on the steps that lead up to the kitchen, and peaked in ... it was Peter moaning erotically. It seemed like he was getting a blow job from one of his girlfriends, we could not see who it was. He was standing in front of the stove, his head was thrown back and his hands were holding the edge behind him. The counter was blocking the rest of the view. He was trying to keep his moans from being heard, he must.