He stops by weekly, on Thursdays, to get my receipts and go over reports and such. I am a surrogate wife and he makes love to me like a wife. It is qu...te satisfying because of that. By the way, you are the only one I kiss. The rest are just sex. Any questions?”“Where do you do the others?”“I use the bed in the barn quarters for my skilled helpers and my accountant has me in the bed we use.” I was fully hard now and pushed inside her still slick cunt.“So that means that I’m getting seconds or. I expected we'd hear more about it later.Ellen moved slightly above her mother and allowed the cum to dribble from her mouth into Kim's, purposefully misdirecting some of the fluid so it ran down Kim's breasts. She took her hand and rubbed the errant drops into her mother's breasts, giving them a shine; she pulled and smoothed the nipples back to an erect state. Kim groaned into the lewd act.When Ellen ran out of cum, Crystal tapped Kim on the shoulder and turned her head to her. Kim. I had lost track of time. I needed to study tonight and it was already dark. The girl rolled off of me still panting. This had been foolhardy. I could be in jail right about now. I had no idea why she hadn't started screaming. This is the second time that I've gotten a reprieve. I got up quickly and retrieved my few papers and walked out to the path to my bungalow. I felt a hand tugging my shirt."Look, I live in bungalow 9; at the end. Jesus, you're welcome anytime, I live alone. Where do you. At least this way she couldn't feel the pain, the horrible unbearable humiliation, each time Mindon or one of his guards came in the cell. At first she had tried to keep track of how long she had been held, then slowly apathy had set in, each day had blended into another as she tried to fight the beatings, the torture, the rapes. She had quickly learned the more she resisted, the more she tried not to scream the worse Mindon got, so she had stopped resisting and started screaming which seemed.