A hint of perfume tints the air. You have a leash in one hand which is collected to my bondage collar. It's tight as you lightly slap my sissy face, c...alling me a slut, faggot, cum dumpster and whore. I'm so horny and beg for your cock, which you say yes.Without saying another word, I gently get out your semi-hard cock and start licking up and down the sides and down to your balls. You start to buck your hips up into my mouth a bit when I wrap my hot lips over the tip of your cock and dart my. He also pushed his erection against her backside and nuzzledher neck."John should we really be doing this?" Michelle whispered."No, but I'm not sure I can stop," he replied.He had freed Michelle's breasts from the confines her brassiere and hiscock from his pants. He massaged her nipples and nestled his erectionin the crevice of her bottom and rubbed it on her satin panties."We should probably stop now," Michelle moaned but she pushed herbuttocks back to meet John's thrusts."Yeah we probably. They were awestruck. He whispered to me, “I’ve never seen her respond like that to anyone or anything! I wish I’d been paying more attention to what you were doing. Would you mind if I got closer so I could see what you did again?”His tone, a combination of begging and longing was touching. I flashed Melody, who was smiling broadly, to give him a ‘play-by-play’ as I was once again going to try and send Marge to Lala land.Melody told him, “Come here Harold, put your head right here and you can. The room was lit only by the light of a massive fireplace at the far end of the room, leaving most of the room cast in shadow. Only the items nearest the fire reflected enough detail for me to make out what they were, but the various objects were used in maintaining the large fireplace. I could not see the fireplace directly as a large chair was blocking the view with a small table to the left of it. The chair looked like a large throne, though I could not tell from the doorway. On the table.