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“Naked, Mistress?” I asked, keeping my eyes down.

“Keep them on for now,” she said and I walked to the door.

I slowly knelt, flinching when pain shot down my leg. Taking a deep breath, I knelt the rest of the way down, grateful when my knees touched the ground.

“Are you uncomfortable?” Camila asked.

“No, Mistress. I’m fine,” I said, relaxing into the position.

“Don’t lie,” she said, tilting her head up to look at her.

“I’m sore from my session this morning, Mistress,” I said.

“Ok, but if at any time it hurts, please say something,” she caressed my cheek.

“Yes, Mistress,” I said, leaning into her touch.

Camila bit her lip before I looked down. I closed my eyes, relaxing my body limb by limb. They murmured, as I heard drawers open and shut. My heart raced at what would happen tonight.

“Did you make this?” Genevieve asked Camila. “This is gorgeous.”

“Thanks. I… I could make you one,” Camila said.

I could picture her biting her lip, looking nervous as hell.

“Crawl to the bed, pet,” Genevieve snapped.

I shivered from her command. “Yes, Mistress,” I said, getting on all fours and crawling to the bed.

Once I reached the bed, my wife was sitting at the end with her legs crossed.

“Pretty boy, take off my heels,” she clipped, lifting her leg and resting her foot on my shoulder.

“Yes, Mistress,” I said, undoing her buckle and taking off her heel.

She offered her other foot, and I did the same, massaging her foot, kissing it and setting it down, waiting for my next instruction.

“Is your wife wet?” Genevieve ran something along my back. “I think you should check.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I said, grabbing Camila’s leg, kissing and caressing my way up.

I looked up through my lashes to see Camila watching me. She looked gorgeous with her chest rising and falling quickly, her mouth slightly parted and her eyes were full of arousal. I reached the apex of her legs, spreading them to see a wet patch on her panties. My mouth instantly watered.

“You're so wet, Mistress,” I groaned. “May I have a taste?”

“Go ahead, pretty boy, suck on my pussy,” Camila said, spreading her legs wider.

I pulled her thong to the side, showing me her glistening pussy. I kissed on either side of her pussy, teasing her, wanting to drive her a little crazy.

Smack!

I took a sharp breath in as a sting radiated on my ass.

“No teasing, pet, you have been ordered to suck your wife’s pussy,” she clipped. “I want to hear her moaning.”

I dove in, giving them exactly what they had asked for, sucking hard on her clit. Camila moaned, leaning back a little, giving me better access.

“Fuck, pretty boy. I always love when you get on your knees for me,” she groaned, threading one of her hands through my hair. “Yes! Right there.”

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