Once bent over, she applied a fur cuff to each of his limbs and then tied wach to a leg of the table. Angel was left struggling to find a comfortable ...place for his chest as his Mistress walked off. Moments latter she returned removing his blind fold. As his eyes adjusted he noticed two things, a camera set up on a tripod and a strap-on at point blank range. Whilst she had in the past rejected the idea of making a slave eat plastic cock as stupid because she would get nothing out of it. Now she. There are later evening appointments and the smell of her on his clothes and cock when I suck on him. I don’t think he cleans up after fucking her, so I lick her juices off his cock.”“I’m sorry to hear that, honey. Want me to talk with him?”“No, I think we’re almost passed the talking stage.”“If your marriage goes south, you always have a home here.”“I know but it’s so crowded now with Karen, Wendy, Tina, and now Lisa, Hanna, and Jennifer here quite often. Plus, Susan and Sandra want time with. They seemed to have a secret language of flirting that Neil didn't understand, especially given Harry's insistance that Cynthia had some steady boyfriend. It didn't matter, though, at least they were fun to listen to."Harry, where's Maria?"Harry gave him a knowing inspection with a twinkling eye. "Ah... sorry son, she's working setup for the arena on Saturday. Lots to do, no time for a virile young man and his lusty wants."Neil rolled his eyes. "And Ruth? Did you leave her in an exhausted heap. “You bratty, little sister, yes!” I hissed. “You're my cum-dumpster!”“Yours!” she moaned.I erupted. My futa-cock unloaded spurt after spurt of cum into her twat. I shuddered, basting her bowels with my futa-seed. My cum rushed out of my balls and fired into the spasming depths of her anal sheath. Her asshole milked me. Sucked at me.“Fuck!” I moaned, my pussy convulsing. I soaked the car seat with my cream gushing out of me. She spasmed on me, cumming with me. Her juices soaked my balls as I.