The entire time, my cock pulsed with excitement in my panties, but I didn’t touch it. Walking around in lingerie felt incredibly sexy. I’m a versa...tile lover, just as happy to dominate as I am to be dominated. There’s something so intimate and sensual about expressing a submissive side, and I love the inherent trust that comes along with domination and submission. I do love the power of taking control and ordering someone around, but I equally love pleasuring my wife and helping her “de-stress”. "There was truth to his statement. She was at least not so scared of the Overlord. Her feelings on other matters, however, had yet to change. "Looks can be deceiving, master." Then perhaps you will still benefit from a little diversion."Before she could inquire about this, he took her hand and led her through the side doorway.As she had surmised, only the part closest to the doorway contained a sanitary. Beyond it was another full room nearly as large as the bedchamber, and housed something. I thought about what she had told me, especially about being a slut for a big penis (funny thing about Paige - she never used the words 'cock' or dick'). I'd never known that about her. Mine isn't all that huge, but given what I'd seen in the showers after gym class and what I'd seen in the Army I considered myself at least average. And I'd always thought we had a better than average sex life for a couple our age. We didn't follow a schedule, like only on Tuesday and Friday, and the frequency. It was Saraswathy’s turn and I started off with the normal convention of a gentle kiss on her lips and gradually letting my mouth descend through her neck to her bare chest. Ambika quickly turned around to move upwards and made Saraswathy’s head lay on her laps. While I was licking Saraswathy’s wonderful breasts, Ambika leaned forward to get Saraswathy’s lips inside her mouth and started chewing them. My head kept moving downwards till it reached between Saraswathy’s thighs, right on top of her.