With Katherine focusing her attention on squeezing his boner with her pussy muscles, Susan did most of the talking at first. "Son, I can't tell you ho... happy I am about what happened today! The collars, of course. The collars!" She squealed with glee. "But perhaps more importantly, you've made so much progress bringing Christine and Glory to heel. Angel, can't you just picture both of them happily enslaved and living with us permanently?"Katherine paused in her squeezing to consider that. "Wow.. She decided to ignore the drink and acted bored, hoping that Van would get the hint. But he kept on talking and looking at her boobs… Jessica decided to move her sunglasses up to rest on the top of her head and began to glance anywhere but at Van. The crashing bore kept on talking… still looking at her boobs… Jessica smiled patiently and pointed out, ‘Van, I don’t think that this is going to work out…’ ‘Oh but baby… you don’t know anything about me yet!’ After about five minutes of hearing all. My mind wanted me to tell Jason to stop touching me, but I really didn’t want him to. I liked the way Jason touched me, as if I was something important that deserved care and respect. Even though I liked the way Chris touched me, Chris didn’t seem to have that same attitude when it came to me; to Chris, it seemed like I was just something he could have whenever he wanted, something he liked--but not something that was really, really important to him. Jason squeezed my crotch a few times and. Next I’m again sitting in between these guys on the couch and we’re all naked splitting another joint and I look at the clock and it’s nearing 4:45, and the black guy is whispering in my ear again about filming me with maybe some more guys and the white guys is rubbing my clit, I’m thinking about pornos my hubby and me watched “Fuck my wife please” and a homemade one where the husband films his wife with 6 hung black guys and bang I climax again. Now these guys know they got me and they’re just.
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