Yes…this slave is so grateful! I’ve been good, haven’t I?” Caela immediately shifted underneath the table, licking tenderly at her Mistress’s sex. Uhhh! Her slender fingers slowly positioned his bulbous cock-head between her sex lips. In the midst of their coupling they were less attentive to their slaves, which gave Caela a little respite. With a groan she felt the cock enter her swiftly and easily thanks to the lubrication of all Derek’s cum. “Help me truss up the brunette fuck-slave first.” They approached Miranda, chaining her wrists above her head so that she dangled a few inches off the floor. “Okay, bitch. Eat your girlfriend’s pussy out like you mean it!”
Miranda moaned, her breasts jiggling as she swayed on her back, rocking her hips forward so that her intimate slit was grinding into Derek’s mouth. Then she licked the tip before smothering it with her mouth, sucking in loud, wet slurps as her head bobbed up and down.
