I push the fabric over her shoulders and she lets it fall to the ground. She looked so sexy in her skirt and her bra with the blindfold over her eyes ...she cant tell what is going to happen. She moans in anticipation as she feels my hands move up and down the sides of her body making her shiver and squirm. I get to her upper bra straps and i undo the straps and lean in and kiss her neck and down her chest to the top of her breasts. I reach behind her back and release her bra clasp letting her. She reached up and ran a delicate finger along the lower edge of the collar and read aloud. “Kathleen Collins, property of Margaret Mayfield.”“Are you really my sister’s property, Kat?”“Yes, I think so,” Kathleen responded. Then, she wanted to kick herself for the response. This was a chance to slow things down and maybe even stop the insanity. Instead, she had just affirmed her status as a slave. How could she be so foolish.“You know,” Mandy went on, “my sister and I share everything.” Mandy. It's a party!" Joyce said leaning over to whisper at me, winking.Joyce and I had already indicated to our husbands to stay the way they were, cocks sticking out ... and up. The reason behind that being, with them being so exposed, it would give the girls some incentive (and hopefully keep them aroused enough) to be even more uninhibited themselves when it came time for a few of them at least to try out some of Diane's toys. In doing so, the rest of the guys noticed, and then likewise decided to. ’ I panicked. ‘I can’t.’ ‘Of course you can. And you will. Make it easy on yourself.’ My face was gripped by two hands, palms against my cheeks, and bent back. An engorged cock filled my vision. ‘Open wide. Wider.’ One hand moved to my jaw. Below my waist, out of sight, the tongue was slowly licking. ‘Relax and it will slide right down.’ My lips stretched. I tasted the sharp tang of precome. My mouth was filled with meat. Something hit the back. I started to gag. it forced its way past, down my.