Frederick lost himself in the totally control the two women had over him. He had only one thing he could do and that was to just enjoy it. Then, out of reflex perhaps or a hidden need to have some control, he hissed as his fangs sunk into Madeline pussy, each side of her clit. She was now imprisoned on his face. He did not draw blood but only flickered his tongue at her captive clit.<br/>---------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Timothy let Satin finish her service on Elena’s feet, then handed the leash back to her. “Command her, she will obey you,” he told Elena.<br/>