I was amazed at how many times we were now having sex, compared to prior to our holiday. Not only that but it seemed that Jenny was now quite often be...ing the first one to bring up the various ‘kinky’ scenarios in bed. She quite happily, ‘re-played’ the scene (from memory?) where the Scottish pub landlord had watched her masturbating on CCTV in his beer garden. (This was despite the fact it had never actually happened, but Jen still didn’t know that.) A firm favourite was her teasing that young. Narcissa guided Ron onto his back, right before she straddled his waist, took hold of his cock and in one motion, sat directly onto it, impaling her juicy cunt with Ron’s saliva and cum soaked cock.‘Ahhh!’ grunted Ron as his cock slid into Narcissa with little effort. By this point, Ron knew that she must be a huge slut at home; her pussy wasn’t as tight as he first believed but this mattered little to Ron, as the simple sensation of Narcissa bouncing up and down on his cock was almost too. She was shocked but boy, did she ever respond to me.After telling her parents about the baby, the fight with the preacher (her crying and listening while he yelled) and Pam who normally would have been yelling also as the preachers wife, understood since she was also my cum slut blackmailed sex slave. Pam tried to hold the middle ground and tell her husband, "she is not perfect, what about forgiveness, it happens, etc." So, with all those emotions going in her she needed her Master to make. It was basically the usual canned speech about how good we all look, how proud they are of us, how far we have all come, that sort of thing. After the speech, Carlos explained how there would be a waltz during cocktail hour followed by dinner. Following dinner would be the Latin dancing where every couple would get a chance to show off their stuff.The band resumed its playing as Carlos and Maria began the dancing. I took Lynn by the hand as I spoke."Waltz, my dear?" I asked with a grin.She just.