069

JULIA

Master didn't follow us into the house. We went into Sam's bedroom, his new Alaskan king bed, we'd built for him. He had us sit down on the bed.

"Christ, I can't believe how hard I am after that. Someone needs to take care of this."

Lisa and I got off the bed to suck his cock.

"Not you. Christ, I have my own slaves to take care of this."

Chantelle and Marcia both laughed and knelt on the floor to suck his cock.

"You two," pointing to us, "start making out and if you need to cum, make sure you're very loud in case Scott followed us over here."

Lisa and I looked at each other, still confused.

"Hurry," Sam said. "I want him to hear you squeal in pleasure in case he's listening. Dawn will give us the okay when it's safe to send you off."

Still bewildered, Lisa and I got into a sixty-nine, screaming lustily when we climaxed, which took almost no time at all.

Nor did it take Master Sam long to cum down Marcia's throat, Chantelle licking him clean afterward. Sam got a text. He read it.