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SCOTT

Shasta asked if it would be all right with me if she slept in our bed. She'd gotten accustomed to sleeping with another person and missed the comfort of a warm body beside her. I had no problems with it and she spent the night on one side, with me on the other and two slaves between us. When I woke the following morning, Rhonda was ensconced between Shasta's legs, giving her pleasure, trying to be quiet, so as not to disturb anyone else. I lay there listening to the sibilant sounds of wet tongues over silky flesh, enjoying the muted moans of Shasta's cumming.

At some point, listening was not enough. My cock was rising and I'd need a place to plant it. Lisa still slumbered beside me, curled in a loose ball. I began running my hand over the flank and cheek within my reach. No rush, but it would need to commence shortly. Finally, Lisa stirred and turned to face me.

"Can I help you, Master?" She whispered, conscious of the other two beside her.

"You could ride my prick," I responded