It didn’t take him long, he was soon moaning as he added his sponk to my wife’s cunt. They pulled Trish’ coat together but didn’t bother fixin... any other of her clothing. They were just going to leave when the white guy said. “I think I’ll have a souvenir.” And went back and removed Trish’ knickers.As they left the room, I was just about to go over to Trish, when I heard the door opening again. I sat back in the chair, once again pretending to be asleep. The black guy came back in and pointing. "Is Kathy okay?" Yes, sweetheart, everything's fine."The door opened and the freckle faced redhead rode into the room astride Kim. "I'm teaching her to be a pony! Isn't it neat?" She swatted the tiny slave's haunches with her riding crop. "Giddy up, Kim, you've got to dress me for play practice." Yes, Miss Becky," the obedient steed, er, girl turned and conveyed her passenger out of Kathy's room."Keep your feet on the floor, Becky," Mommy cautioned, "and don't put too much weight on her back.". Still half asleep, Yargos desperately clung to the lingering emotions. But try as he may, their effects were already fading as he sat up, then vanished entirely with the harsh, but sobering command, "Dress for battle."The predawn air was freezing, causing Yargos to shiver with the thought of how the hard leather and cold metal would feel against his skin. After donning his gear, he noticed the hairs on his arms were standing from chill bumps.But having fought in enough battles over the years to. I noticed she was wearing a tight satin choker with a small star."Somethings happening to you, Lex," I tried to reason with her, trying to ignore how hot she was becoming, and how hot it was feeling her grind into me. "Your clothes changed, you changed."Alexa whipped her hair and dropped down to me, inches from my face, "Still wanna fuck me?" Fuck her voice was so deep and sensual. I felt her leg, debating my options. I was seriously tempted. But how was this happening. The only thing that.