Of considerable amusement was the propensity of several of the maids and cooks to join in, and on occasion to take the table for a small pile of winni...ngs. On the other hand, they may well have been simply making their libidinous natures known to the gentlemen. Charity, for instance, after losing a few dollars’ worth of change, asked for a loan, leaning forward to display her impressive bosom and batting her eyes towards the men at the table. One of the Scots officers promptly declared that he. “That feel soooo good,” Betty remarked. “I gotta have a picture,” I said. “I don’t photograph very well,” Betty replied. “Just a couple,” I begged. Betty acquiesced. I grabbed my cell phone and quickly snapped a few photos. “Play with yourself,” I said. Betty chuckled. “I’d rather you do it,” she said, hopping off the kitchen counter. Betty took my hand in hers and led me down the hallway to the master bedroom. I laid on the bed, completely nude. “I love it,” Betty whispered, straddling my six. As he slowly pulls out, I feel his juicy cum pouring out of my cunt, rolling down my ass crack. As if that was not enough, he starts to lick it up, starting from my ass, slowly up on my lips, to my clit, to the top of my pubis. He grabs my 36c tits with both hands, while running his tongue slowly up pass my navel, continuing up between my breasts, until he reached my waiting lips. He stuck his tongue deep into my mouth. I could taste his salty cum as he kissed me for what seemed like hours. I. .. I..." My head was whirling. "I mean, how long will I have to...err... postpone him from... penetrating me... before the game is over?" No, no," Owner said, waving away my question. "What fun would it be ifyou knew that? We have to have some suspense. I'll know and so will he.But you'll like it more if we leave that a mystery. Don't you think so?"Sweating inside the rubber suit, so restricted, with the problem of havingto urinate later on my mind, my sense of helplessness rose to new.