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“Hold the base of your cock, slave.” Alicia rubbed her pussy with one hand. With the other, she nudged the dial on the egg vibrator in Darryl's mouth to a 2. “I want your cock standing straight in the air.”
While Reginald needed permission to touch his cock, he needed no urging to hold the shaft. Reginald gripped the base and tipped his throbbing organ skyward. He didn't stroke it. Something better was coming. Reginald glanced sideways at his Mistress's booted feet, but she hadn't yet moved.
Amanda was groaning and rubbing her pussy, caught in the throes of near orgasm. “Amanda, dear,” Alicia said, as she stroked her pussy. “My slave has a delicious cock. Would you like to make use of it?”
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