Melanie flexed the crop menacingly in the background. ?Thank you Mistress Emily,? I intoned, respectfully laying my lips against the sole of her sanda....?You?re welcome,? Emily replied brightly, as if receiving thanks from a maiden aunt for an unexpected birthday present. ?What about me,? complained her friend in the little back dress. ?I want to be thanked too !? ?Yes. Thank Mistress Vanessa too,? ordered Melanie. ? Why does he have to thank her. She didn?t do anything,? pouted Emily. ? I sat. “No, sir! Please…Don’t do that!” she exclaimed. Part of her was mortified that her master was going to ass fuck her in public, but her puss hummed with need. She could feel his big, warm body behind her. The air around her was electrified. Her pussy was drenched. Her asshole, lubricated by her dripping cunt cream, winked furiously. She felt his thick mushroom knock at her back door. Jenny, trying to prevent its entry, beared down, thinking that would stop him, but it didn’t. Her asshole. " The Captain didn't say nothing about fucking them because he didn't think even you were that stupid, Srecko," one of the other marines said."What do you mean?" said Srecko. "These are some fine looking bitches. Don't see no reason not to plug 'em." You really don't know, do you?" the other said with a shake of his head. He sighed when he saw the puzzled look on his comrade's face."It's the collars," he continued. "Do you see the collars? Those things are made of magic or something. You stick. .And she move aways…..Now i was far away from my place….and i catch the same bus 507…and while i was in bust after 20 min i got a call from here from her personal number….she said aap wahin haina jinhone apna number diya tha…i said yes….she got the confirmation….and said acha lagga…i said yes….she told here name sunita….and said that 15 year gurl she is daughter of her real sis…and she is a maid in green park…in a study institute….she also told me that here husband is a driver….like he drive.