He claimed her lips in a hard, angry kiss, bit her lower lip till she opened, nipped perhaps too sharply on the tender flesh. His hand were busy, lift...ng the folds of her skirts, pulling them higher, ever higher, until her reached her waist. He didn’t wait– he didn’t try to continue her seduction, to make her beg. She’d finished that game with one single word. She wanted him to fuck her. And fuck her he would. Thoroughly. Until she couldn’t move. And then, because she’d so easily dismissed his. She has instructed me to remove it and cleanse it and place it in your bedside drawer in case she requires it later, Miss.’ I said I would be sure to put it there. ‘I must do as the Mistress says, Miss.’ This was proving to be a most interesting job! Irina showed no sign of embarrassment as I pulled my dress up and my knickers down and she gently removed the plug and thanked me. She washed it, placed it in the drawer then asked if I needed anything else. ‘Only to know where dinner will be.’ ‘I. She should open her mouth, soft and yielding, an act of surrender. She was very good at it, arching her neck back to accommodate him and letting his tongue explore her mouth with impunity. He passed his hand down over her tits, cupping them and teasing her nipples till they became hard between his fingers. Then reaching round behind her head and pulled down on her long silken curls arching her neck till all she could see before her was blue sky. He kissed her exposed throat as his spare hand. As my mind went to my dream state, my mind was thinking about fucking both of them. I heard some foot steps and assumed they were Sal's. Thought of him laughing about all this popped into my head. "Let's just say I fainted, Sal. Don't ask me why right here." I opened my eyes. "I think we know why, don't we Amy?" My heart nearly stopped when I saw Colleen laying next to me naked. "Oh, shit, Colleen!" I bolted to Sal's room. I got in there and shut the door. I stood by the bed as sweat cascaded.
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