"Everyone's gone home, Shannon. It's just you and me now." Yeah, you and me... and the three Doms waiting for me in the games room," I said nervously.... We were sitting in my kitchen, clothed again of course, and sipping our 'one last margueritas'. I'd just finished telling her how embarrassing tonight had been, and yet how wonderful it was to be massaged by so many hands afterwards. Even though my mind was doing cartwheels, every muscle in my body felt so relaxed. Just for a second I wondered if. She deftly leaned back on one hand, while she moved the other down between the apex of her thighs. Her right index and middle fingers slide across her smooth hairless pussy and spread her tiny slit open. As she drew her fingers back, and up, she pulled the tiny folds aside to expose a very small and very narrow pink passage, wet and slick with her desire. "Think of that fat cock you just enjoyed" demanded Joan as she slipped one long thin red nail slowly, very slowly, into her tiny slit.. Any movement now would bring punishment.Julie placed what must have been a small case on the glass and opening it seemed to pick out various items which chinked with a metallic ring as she displayed them for Sadie, who picked them up one by one to examine them. A hand took hold of my balls. Soft delicate feminine fingers curled round them and gently massaged them. My knees trembled but my penis erected for Julie and I heard the women laugh. Julie held a lange gold ring against my glans."You can. “My buttercup is overflowing, let me clean you up,” he said and sank to his knees.He started licking at the liquid running down my legs. Raising my dress his mouth travelled up my swollen thighs. I stood there like a statue as his tongue and lips played against my skin. I couldn’t stop him if I wanted to; I didn’t have the strength. I eased myself down to the floor and lay on my, legs spread, looking at him silently as his mouth teased my pussy with its neatly trimmed black bush. My pussy was.