A stranger might have felt that she was reluctant to continue. From previous get-togethers we had learned better.Trish, slim and dark with hair to her... shoulders which she occasionally pushed back nervously, wore a black city suit, with a high-collared white blouse, black stockings and high heels. Glasses completed the impression of the efficient secretary with an aloof, do-not-touch air.‘Oh God, Trish, please hurry. I want to see, and I know I’m going to want to touch.’ The demand, quietly. My tongue tickling as it licks at the walls of this beautiful pussy. You reach down with one hand and grab the back of my head and as you push down you start to grind that pussy into my face. letting out moans and screams as you start to orgasm, slapping your hand against the wall in pure pleasure. As you are cumming I continue to lick at those lips and suck on that clit until you can no longer stand on just that one leg. Standing in front of me as you pant and try to catch your breathe. I lean. They were both excited by the idea, peter saying he wished he could watch and Barnes nodding in agreement, she noted the pair had instantly tented their trouser fronts. She explained exactly what the master had told her, that she would be secured, and then whipped, and that she could choose the whip and the number of strokes.The effect her words had on the two men was so obvious she placed her glass to one side leant forward and dropped her hands into the two laps, the effect was instant. He rubbed his thumb across the fresh drop of clear semen that was dripping form me, brought his wet thumb to his mouth and licked it. "Mmmm, you taste so nice!". He put the ring around the base of my balls, attached it to the chain and snugged it up. The tugging on my nipples made my cock twitch and I moaned. They both smiled. The brunette told me to get on my knees. I did as I was told.He stood in front of me, his cock hanging at my nose. The blond got behind me, his cock erect in his hand..