. Where are we going this time?” Shimmy! Thrust! Twist! Spin! Clap! Thrust! Twist!“Tricia, what are you doing?”“Is it the 50’s, or 1999?” ...Clap! Spin! Twist! Shimmy! Clap! Thrust! Twist!“Tricia? Cut it out!”“All I wanted to do...” She held the bra to her mouth like a microphone. “ ... was play my guitar and sing!”“Would you stop it?”She pointed one hand to Annie. “So take me away!” She pointed the other. “I don’t mind! But you better promise me, I’ll be Back In Time!!”“Seriously!”“Mmm-Pah!. After stroking them a bit I whispered that I wanted them to cum for me. They both said, "OK," so I knelt down in front of them and continued to stroke their hard cocks, hoping I could make them shoot all over my naked body. Well, after just a minute or so, the first one started lurching and his hot cum shot all over my bare chest. I continued to milk him and spread my handful onto my chest also.Then I concentrated on the other guy, stroking his hard tool harder until I heard him let out a soft. I sucked on it, tasting his cum. Not much different, in taste and texture from my own, and knowing that she wanted me to do this, I responded, shoving my tongue into her mouth, gathering more of his warm salty cream. When the kiss was over, she pointed out the dollop of cooling sperm on her breast and I licked that up too. With that ever-present evil grin on his face, Bob suggested that, if I liked cum so much, why don’t I drink my own. Karen looked at me, smiled, and said “Why not?” . Yes, it hurt, but it also aroused me, the hot, wet feeling of need just seconds behind the small bursts of pain. She paused. “What if I wanted to be rougher right now?” she inquired. I swallowed hard. My heart started to beat like a machine gun. What was it about letting myself be hurt that turned me on so much? “Then you should,” I croaked, “it’s not up to a slave to decide her mistress’ actions.” The bright smile she sent me sent a warm, fuzzy feeling directly into my heart. “However I want?”.
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