The beating stopped. Something was rubbed on her cunt, inside and out , on her clit and asshole. Her cuntlips still held wide open by the clips. If ...she had been in her right mind she might have wondered how but she wasn't and didn't. She was taken off the table. The ring gag was removed. Then she was led. She felt assorted hands reach out and touch her but none touched her sexually. Then she felt herself pushed forward. She knew she was between a woman's thighs, knew without being told. Puppy's tits looked so full and inviting hanging under her as she was on her hands and knees, I wanted desperately to fuck her like Captain had just fucked Stevie, and have my hands reach around and spray her milk. I felt a hunger rise in me. It was primal, it was deep and again I found myself not looking for moves or strategies of any sort, but just waiting for the next command. "Come here stud" Mistress said to me, and Captain's cock just popped out of Stevie's ass with the running cum. I was looking straight up into his camera. I winked and smiled, to show I knew exactly what was going on. I moved my shoulder slightly against his cock and felt him give a small shudder. I could smell a salty, slightly sweet smell. Had he actually just cum in his pants at the view of my tits. Surely not. I kept my head back and he filmed for another minute or so, before putting his phone safely away. A few minutes later we reached London Bridge station. I stood up - a lot more ladylike than. Bob and Lisa had arrived. I pulled Bob aside to tell him what Frank had done. He told me he already knew since he had bought ten thousand shares himself. While we were talking Frank walked up. He was grinning ear to ear. Both Bob and I greeted him with hugs."So Frank, what are you going to do to top this one?" Well, if the stock drops a little more on Monday, I'll buy some more. I think it will fluctuate before leveling off. We weren't the only ones taking a profit on that stock."Bob excused.