Her skin is extremely soft and I knead her two magnificent, very toned buttocks. I would like to admire them visually but I am content to imagine them by palpation. I insinuate a finger along her crack and she seems to like it since she rubs her apricot against my tense cock, cramped in my little Brazilian panties. The atmosphere heats up and electrifies: I want more and more to lift this maid, turn her over and point my glans against her rosette or her vulva. She heats up my senses and makes me lose my mind. Just as I am about to turn her over to penetrate her with my excited prick, the door opens and the Master gives the maid a painful blow with his cane in the back. She gets up immediately and quickly slips away. In the process, the Master gives me a violent blow with his cane on my tense cock. I writhe in pain without saying a word and my erection fades very quickly. "Little whore! You are not here to fornicate with my staff. You were trained for my pleasure and that of my guests. You will do what you are ordered. Now you follow me. I will introduce you to my guests." I am all sheepish and I follow him step by step. We arrive in a large room where people dressed chicly and others who are naked mingle, in situations of sexual exchange. This is the first bourgeois orgy that I attend. The Master pushes me to climb the steps of the central staircase and stops at the middle landing. He claps his hands to get the attention of his audience. All eyes turn immediately towards us and the Master introduces me as his new recruit. "She is freshly trained and will satisfy all your sexual demands. You will be able to take advantage of her according to your draw in the lottery of the day. » He is served a glass of champagne and tells me to stay where I am while waiting for someone to come and solicit me. I don't wait long before a couple in their fifties approaches me. The man stands in front of me and immediately pulls down his pants and briefs. He takes my hand in which he positions his limp penis. Almost the entire assembly has their eyes fixed on us, exhibited in the middle of the stairs. The woman stands behind me and puts a hand under my skirt, brushing my perineum, and advances forward until she feels my balls and my softened penis. She then exclaims to the other guests: "This pretty creature undeniably has significant male assets!"She turns my head and forces me to kiss her with my tongue. I don't like the way she kisses but I have no choice. Fortunately this situation doesn't last long and the man takes control of the situation: he separates us from his wife, turns me back to him and presses on my shoulders to present his penis to my mouth. So I put into practice the lessons I have just received and I weigh his two balls while licking his glans and sucking his cock along its entire length. His wife does not remain a simple spectator: she presses on my head and sets the pace. The man's cock swells in my mouth and he already starts to moan. I apply myself to drooling well to lubricate this sword that slides into my mouth. When his glans reaches the back of my throat and passes my tonsils, my glands secrete a most viscous drool. The back and forths follow one another and the drool flows from my mouth in a long trickle. When my lady lets me, I run my relaxed tongue all around this voluminous glans and f ...

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