Her excitement grew geometrically since then: her cheeks were brightly flushed and she only paused for a breath after every third sentence. "Oh!" She ...jerked her hand from mine to point at a precisely drawn line on her diagram. "And also, oscillator one can be used as a modulator for oscillator two." After pausing for a moment (for the first time all day!) she turned to look toward me, her eyebrows raised questioningly.I grinned. "Cool." Her face blossomed into a radiant smile and she tackled me. ” “Good. Then your balls will be full of cum. Don’t you dare touch that cock until I say. Understand?” “Yes Mistress.” “I thought I would wear my leather boots and fishnet stockings. Just because. I wish you had been here to smooth my stockings on my legs, and lace up my boots for me. Hmmm…oh yes, that would have made your cock twitch. I would have had you kneel before me, pulling those laces tighter and tighter. I might have even let you touch them with your cock. You’re almost cumming at. What is the audience thinking? It’s too far away for me to read the comments, but what if they hate it? What if they don’t find me good enough? Will Mara cancel the adoption? Will she hate me?I really wish I could just turn off whatever part of my brain was panicking and pretend I’m into it, but I can’t. In a last attempt to find something to save me I look back at Mara, still uninterested in me or the stream. Is this why she adopted me? Was it just for content? How could she be so loving. Here I was fucking this woman Marsha, who wouldn't normally give me the time of day. When it was over, I was pretty spent. I had just come twice in about 20 minutes, and I needed to rest. Greg was just getting started, so he told me to take a seat. relax, and watch the show.Marsha and Donna got into bed with Greg and started to lick his cock up and down, like cats cleaning their paws. They had their tongues all over his shaft and balls, and also in each others mouths. One kind of lifted Greg up.