I still didn't know whether the whole thing was a trick of Paul's, or if Andrew had really arranged it all. I'd thought a lot about what had happened ...and couldn't bring myself to call Andrew about it. I'd been left to my own devices, and I hadn't heard from either of them. I was approaching frantic by the time Andrew called me at work. He told me to go straight home and give the playroom a once over. He also told me to prepare various toys, restraints and oils for his pleasure. I tried to find. I took it slow, gradually bringing more of his cock into my mouth; sucking gently as I worked my mouth along its length.A hand stroking my back surprised me and I released his cock to look. It was Rob, smiling as his hand slid down my ass to touch my pussy.Marcy sat on the side of the tub next to Danny and gave him a kiss, her hand stroking his erect cock, which was now glistening with my saliva. He put a hand on one of her big tits, massaging it and pinching the erect nipple. The sight of my. I still wonder if Gigi is working in an Italian brothel or has managed to free herself.The bellboys were as courteous as lascivious, slobbering over banshee. To her credit, my little slave stayed demure and offered no flirtations. Once ensconced in our room, we went downstairs to get a meal and meet her paramour.I know, paramour is a flowery word for ‘john’, but I hardly feel that my vocation is ‘Pimp’, so why should I use common labels? We sat down at an out of the flow of traffic table, and I. I slid my tongue again between the head and the foreskin, capturing his essence, savoring it. The taste activated my saliva glands and I drooled over the head of the manly cock in front of me. My mouth covered the head and I slowly began my descent. The foreskin gave way as he entered my mouth. I took about 4 inches in this time. I could already feel him at the back of my throat. I moaned around his cock and felt it jump. I stayed on my knees, slowly pumping him in and out of my slutty little.