The stage - we’ll call it that in respect to its heydays - where comedians, singers, dancers and, latterly, male and female strippers, had strutted ...their stuff, now had a musty, dusty old velvet curtain concealing its secrets from the audience. The room lighting was minimal. It certainly helped to disguise the woeful state of the decor but the murkiness also, somehow, added to the mystery, heightened expectation of the events about to unfold. And these nights were all about anticipation. Even. (Mom is prettier than Kitty and she has much nicer tits.) They used to instant-message each other and get each other off that way, but personally, I think that IM keeps your hands on the keyboard too much and that means that you can't be playing with yourself without a lot of interruptions.The fact that they never got together was their loss. I definitely would have loved to do a threesome with them, but I've got a feeling that they wouldn't have wanted me in the room if they were eating each. The Master dismissed the two girls and we continued with what was left of the interview. Again, the Master asked me if I was still interested in being his sex slave, and, again, I was still able to reply in the affirmative. I now sort of guessed at what was coming next, and sure enough it did, after all I had fully seen and been told what was on the plate for me, so it was no surprise when the Master told me to undress and show him what charms I was offering.The Master put me at ease, he told. “Fuck you Lee I’m just keeping it hard for you.” She said. “Instead of complaining like a bitch why don’t you just shut the fuck up and eat my pussy?” Lee laughed.“Well if you insist.” He got down on his knees behind Peach, spread her ass cheeks, and started eating her sweet Black Cunt. “Oooooohhh Yeah.” Peach moaned. “That’s it, make yourself useful bitch.” Lee stopped licking her cunt just long enough to say, “Anything for my Peach”. Vanessa was now on her knees sucking Biggie’s.