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Though I'm sure Mel and Bon appreciated the cleaner taste, they were no doubt disappointed by the fact that cleaning a filthy cock was a much more impressive display of their submission than a clean one. Regardless, it was what I wanted and what I wanted was all that mattered. Even though I wouldn't kiss them, until after they'd showered and brushed their teeth thoroughly, I still did not like the idea of kissing my girls after they had just cleaned a cock and asshole that had just been used, enema or no enema. When I rolled off, Bonnie knew that I was finished with her for now and quickly put herself to work sucking, slurping and licking our fluids from my flesh. We hadn't anticipated anal sex and she hadn't had the chance to enema yet this morning, so there was a day's worth of filth in her ass that I churned up with my cock and cum. I could tell by her moaning that she was pretty delighted when she discovered that she was being allowed to clean a rusty nail once again. No doubt, she'd probably try and rub it in to Melanie that she got to clean my filthy cock when she and Audrey called tonight. Forty years old and she carried on a rivalry with Melanie like she was twelve. After she was finished, we proceeded to the bathroom where she would perform her duties in washing me. Unlike Melanie, Bonnie and Audrey were tall enough to reach up and wash my entire body, so I let them. However, because they were so much bigger than Mel, they couldn't kneel between my legs wash Lesbian themselves, like Mel could. Unable to perform this particular ritual that Mel and I had, I saw no need to wait around for Bon or Aud to wash. On a normal day, when Mel and Aud were still here, if it was Mel's turn to wash me, we'd have our normal washing ritual, but then she'd dry me when we exited and dry herself after I'd left. If it was Bonnie's or Audrey's turn to wash me, one would wash me and the other would wait outside the shower to dry me when I finished, while her sister remained behind to wash herself. I know, it's pretty complicated, but this lifestyle isn't always about sex, in fact, very little of it actually is. Sex is not a lifestyle and when dealing with submissives, they always need tasks to perform. The more subs you have the more creative you have to be to keep them all busy. Subs with too much time on their hands get bored and get into trouble, so keeping daily routines for each of them becomes paramount. Rotating their duties is important as well, in keeping your girls happy and interested. There was no question that Melanie was a good cook, but she was not as good as Audrey and no where near as good as Bonnie. Still though, I would have all three rotate cooking duties so each felt important, so each felt like she was responsible for keeping me well fed. Everyone japanese knew Bonnie was the best cook and while they would admit it, I never would. These women poured there hearts and souls into pleasing me every minute of every day and I was not going to be the kind of person to make them feel inferior toward one another even if I had to lie to them. Many would think that my life would be easy, having three willing sluts to do whatever depraved sexual task I wanted, eager to give me daughters I could breed, slaving away on me hand and foot, but they would be wrong. strapon Sure, it was nice to have all these things, it's part of living this kind of lifestyle, but there is a lot of work involved too, A LOT OF WORK. You have to pay close attetion to your girls and understand their wants and needs and know the difference between the two. She stepped a foot back and said, “I told you, today I am the male and you are the..” "Yeah, I know. "Get to the fucking already," I thought impatiently. Just enjoy the show…and pray that your husband wins the contest. I exchanged a look with Tera, and in the brief moment I broke eye contact, Skull was on me. I barely blocked the attack that would Lesbian have taken my head off, and stumbled backward to avoid the swipe that would have split my knee. In my head, I hoped that she would leave me a couple as this is one of my favorite appetizers. She was still replaying everything that had happened when Irfaan emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, his gorgeous body glistening japanese with droplets of water. So with one long lasting sensuous kiss that got me all wet again and very tempted to fuck him one more time... He reached for me but I stepped back, untied my robe and let it fall to the ground. “I want to be on top.” I whimpered after he stopped kissing. We brought the house down, but even then, she smiled very shyly. John pleaded with her. We hadn’t even reached decimals and fractions. 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