The guys got the hint and went back inside. When the door closed behind them, I told her, “Whew! That was incredible.” She and I both burst out amateur laughing. Back inside with our outdoor thongs and nipple clamps back in place, Jana and I continued delivering drinks and escorting them to and from the bathroom. When the game was over and they were all leaving, she and I gave each of them a full body hug. I wasn’t paying any attention to Jana, so I assumed none of them took liberties. They hadn’t with me. Before cleaning up, Jana and I gave Greg a double header blowjob. We wanted him to have time to recuperate while we were cleaning and loading the dishwasher. Then we took Greg into the bedroom and spent the next many hours fucking him and each other. The next three weeks, Mother Nature called, so first me and then Jana were out of commission. We still took care of Greg though. He couldn’t understand why my ass was off limits, but I just explained that I wasn’t in the mood. During that time, Greg spent every evening on the internet. I practically had to drag him away from it to come to bed. When I asked what he was doing, he’d just blow me off with some lame explanation. Finally, he invited me to interracial join him at his computer. He showed me what he’d been doing. He’d been visiting a website that had literally dozens and dozens of chat rooms. The one he chose to monitor was one public called “Fetishes”. The unique thing about the chat room, other than the topic, was that it had live video feeds. Everyone with their video camera turned on would have an icon on the left side of the window. As with most other chat rooms, a list of the people in the blowjob chat room was on the right. To view a live cam, all you had to do was click on the icon on the left. Most of the cams showed men peeing. There were a few girls sprinkled in, but not many. Usually, the cam would be zoomed in to just indian show the guys dick or the girl’s pussy. One video showed a guy wearing a bra and panties. Another showed a guy licking and sucking a girl’s toes. When Greg asked me about the one with the guy in girls underwear, I poked him with my elbow, “Hell no! I like my man to be all man.” And when he asked me how I like the toe sucking one, again I told him no, “But I wouldn’t mind a good foot massage sometimes.” “Wanna have some fun?” Greg asked me. The chat room had my interest, so I asked him, “What do you have in mind?” “Can Jana come over this weekend?” “Probably. What should I tell her?” He chuckled, “Just tell her we found a new game.” “Okay.” Greg created a profile on the website. Our screen name was “GoldenGirls” Next we took still pics of each other. “And you, you...” I wanted to crawl off Master and cuddle on her lap, to let outdoor her know that she was an amazing artist and that I loved what she did. “Oh, great timing, Matt! “Mistress has her illusions,” said Nathalie. ‘Thanks. shed my swim gear and place the tip of my swollen manhood at the very entrance to indian more pleasure. “So why don’t you see if she wants to join us?” I kissed the White futa with hunger, her pigtails brushing my arms. When it got to about 5 o’clock we packed up and put our T-shirts on and headed back to the cafe where the bus stopped. The pleasure surged through me. This heat surged through me. It built. I giggled as she darted away, her footsteps thudding away and fading as she rounded a corner. I feel some pressure, not pain, but pleasure,” she said. I said you know it baby girl I love all of you. "Yeah so?" “Oh yea, oh fuck...just like that.....lick it while it’s in blowjob your mouth...oh fuck that’s great!” I groaned as she rubbed her tongue over the head. Yes, video slave. I motioned him to me and I wiggled my body across the table to take his cock in my mouth. ‘It’s ok, honey. “There’s been a development.” He said, his face grave, “Ambassador Wentz is dead.” She was definitely the girl of his dreams. “Or maybe you just want a Mexican creampie,” said Allie. Hoping he’d show me after I’d stepped on the cheap, digital scale that was in there, which thereafter displayed the numbers 90 (kilograms), i.e. just shy of 200 pounds, he merely interracial shook his head when I expressed my curiosity about what it would show if he stepped on. “Do you want some more? He took his hands off her and opened his pants. The Society of Sisters and their compound at Liberty Mountain were the pride and joy of Sheila's existence. He didn't talk much; we were rather quiet. She is also fiercely devoted to me and the empire. I just put on a robe and walked her to the door as she put her shirt back on and grabbed her bag. Her hands tightened and the spot became bigger as she continued. Gloria didn't understand why, but they were making a connection. Diamond giggled like a schoolgirl, then released the tortured amateur princess, who collapsed into her dangling sprawl, her chest heaving, her public breasts rising and falling with her breaths. Her middle finger parting her pussy lips.