Am I to be freed, I wonder? But no, I find that I am still secured by your restraints. I have been given only enough rope to spread my things, and all...w you access to my soaking pussy. Your fingers delve into my most secret regions, first one and then more. I squirm and wriggle about, but, in the end, I am forced to accept the overwhelming feelings of pleasure. Just as I near a peak, you move away and I sob at the lost contact. Very soon, however, I feel the glorious warmth of your tongue slid. It was a nice day of summer, august end august i remember, when i and my sis were at home with an our cousin (young like us :-P), my sis and our cousin are sitting on the bed and started to joking with the cellulars so i take a chair and i am satted front to them :-P for to joke with they :-P but also for peek a bit :-P because our cousin had a skirt until more or less the knees while my sis was with an habitual tunic for home, color white, while our cousin keep her legs, namely her knees. ” We stood there for a long awkward moment. I guess I was waiting for him to say something, to DO something, INITIATE something. I was trembling all over. Finally, I took a long quiet breath, and let my robe fall open, exposing my tits to him; showing him that all I had on was a pair of cotton panties. He had that Deer-in-the-headlights look. “You can touch them if you want.” I told him as I let my robe fall to the floor. He didn’t say a word. He reached out…I could see that his hand was. As she watched the men carry Stacey away her hand had unknowingly slipped into her pussy and she began to masturbate herself, while doing this she felt the tag that had been attached to her left pussy lip, Jerry what about this tag? she asked drawing his attention to her meat-girl ID tag, That stays there to always remind you that you belong to us, we can process you at any time for any reason we see fit he replied. Ok finish spiting these new girls fresh from the cleaning line, then you can.