Danae won't mind in the least, will you, Danae?" "No Ma'am," I answered, feeling my excitement begin to build. "Danae, please have a seat on the c...ouch." The guests all moved aside as I stepped between them and over to the couch. I sat down, my feet up against my buttocks, knees apart, and hands behind my head, fingers laced together. One of the men dressed in a suit and tie came over to me and studied my face for a few seconds before announcing, "Ashleigh, I will not be a party to. Grace pulled back her head to once again reveal the tip of Michaels cock and used her lips and fingers to clean the bits of smegma off bit-by-bit. After 10 minutes of sloppy sucking, his cock was completely clean and Grace had a wide smile on her face and a great feeling of accomplishment. "Come over here, toilet." Michael went and sat on the long chair on the other side of the room. Still knelt down, Grace started crawling on all fours towards him with her mouth still open. Michael's. “Go relieve your Uncle, banshee” I instructed her, easily reassuming the mantle of Master. “Yes, Master,” she crawled over to Joey’s chair. He acquiesced as she massaged his cock through his slacks with her right hand. Her left hand she kept cradled near her hip because of the cut she had made two nights ago. She freed his thick cock from his clothes, and began deep throating it with loud slurping noises. Joey’s eyes rolled back in his head as she began moving her head faster and faster. Almost. It was so unexpected that the only clothing removed was Miriam's knickers; I didn't even drop my trousers but only unzipped my fly. We seemed to get into a proper rhythm straight from the off, and going by the noises we made it was a mutually enjoyable experience.The sound of her parents arriving home stopped the fun, and as I struggled to get my poker stiff prick back into my shreddies I nearly did myself a mischief by zipping up my trousers in a hell of a hurry. Miriam just picked her.