The Art Of The Master by Gwendolyn Morgan

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The Art Of The Master

(Gwendolyn Morgan)


Crispin instructed Janine to focus on Elsie's mouth with the camera and to stay on it until she was told otherwise. Janine saw her agony of desire through the camera viewer. Elsie was getting close to climax from Jamie's expert oral technique. Janine could almost feel her flesh quivering as she crested that excruciating edge.

Then Crispin touched Jamie on the shoulder, indicating for him to stop a moment as he moved into position and slid his cock gradually, excruciatingly slowly, into Elsie's throat. Elsie's prolonged moment of near orgasm was more than apparent in her anguished features as she moved her head back to accommodate the length of Crispin's phallus. She took it all with the confidence of experience and a look of pure joy underlying the torment on her face. Crispin fucked Elsie's throat ponderously, taking care not to choke her.

Janine had never tried deep throat. A certain fascination for the technique assuaged her jealousy for a few moments as she watched closely through the camera viewer, intrigued. Janine glanced at Jamie, and saw that he had penetrated Elsie and was fucking her slowly at one end while Crispin fucked her at the other. Janine stepped back, zooming the camera out to catch the combined action. The wetness between her legs was beginning to seep down her thigh. She ached to be touched.

Crispin's control was magnificent. Janine kept expecting him to come at any moment, and when Jamie began to grunt and thrust harder and faster she was sure that Crispin would follow into ecstasy. But he pulled out carefully, allowing Elsie to gasp as she shared the explosive orgasm with Jamie. He stroked her hair gently as she bucked as far as her restraints would allow, mouthing the silent scream that her orders prevented her from vocalising. Janine wondered how long it had taken Elsie to master that much control during orgasm.

Jamie gave one final almighty thrust, screaming his climax into the room with abandon. A few spasmodic thrusts followed as he drained every drop of his seed into Elsie, then collapsed on her stomach.