Of course I was fully loaded. I asked if she would rub my cock cause I was so worked up. She said she had a better idea. "I want to have sex with you...."So we did it. Right on your family sofa. I had to pull out at the end cause she wasn't on the pill yet. "I took care of that soon enough. Because I definitely wanted more of what Tim had."Sandy, "So you two fucked on that sofa where I watch TV? Where else did you screw?"Cindy hesitated, then, "Um, may one or two other places." That old play fort. A smile curled my friends lips. You tell me, was her answer. It made no sense until she reached out and grabbed my waist. Pulling my close, she peered into my eyes with a lust-heavy gaze. I was so entranced by those eyes of hers that I missed the next few seconds. At least, I assume that was what happened, because the next thing I knew, we were passionately making out. Mmmmm! I moaned as our tongues danced around in each others mouths. The kiss lingered on for quite some time. By the time she. ? I softly spoke, ?That?s onestrike, pet.??? She looked up pleadinglyand I could see the apology in her eyes, and she looked so sexy with her mouthstretched around my engorged tool.?Slowly I withdrew, and I gave her a second to adjust before plungingback in.? I pulled at her hair as I pushedand soon I felt her lips against my skin.?I held her there enjoying in the sensations as I felt her throat andtongue involuntary message me as they attempted to find space in theconstricted and confined. As she enters the restroom she sees which stall her slave has entered and waits for her. Hopefully no one else enters as she wait. As soon as she sees the door open she barges into the stall pushing her slave back saying,“Hello my little whore.”“Ms…. Jones… I mean Master.” Amy replies startled to see her there.“Get on your knees slave.” Her Master commands of her.“What if someone comes in?”Ms. Jones grabs her slave by the throat and tells her,“I said get on your fucking knees.”Amy does as she.