Rachel

John slowly pulled away, giving one last squeeze to Abby's ample breasts in their lacy red wrapping. She pouted her lips at him and winked as John turned to Rachel, her bong in hand and lighter in the other, grinning sexily. Her dark black fringe shot out above her angular face and crystal blue eyes. Piercings dotted her face, and she had several tattoos on her back, shoulders and arms. Her black corset barely contained her C cup breasts, pushing them up enticingly. The black tutu fanned out, showing off her slender long legs and plenty of thigh, smooth calves and black heels.

"Would you like a cone Master John?" She smiled, holding up the bong invitingly.

"Hold it to my lips and light it for me, I want my hands free to explore you," commanded John, and Rachel put the bong to his lips before lighting it. John's hands wandered over her face, in her mouth, and over the top of her breasts. He slowly breathed in, relishing being served his ****. He held it in a moment, lent forward and kissed Rachel, parting her lips and exhaling into her mouth. She breathed in deeply, obviously enjoying being her Masters smoke dump.