The fingers of her right hand felt humid air, then wet heat. The man was sucking on them. Julie moaned at the sensation. The man's tongue snaked betwe...n her fingers. Julie's knees trembled. "No, this is fresh pussy," the man declared, his mouth free of Julie's fingers and his hand still firmly clasping her wrist. "Sweet pussy, at that."Julie's tongue was tied with fear as she stared forward at her captive arm into the darkness of the room. The man was clearly waiting for her to say something,. I feel like I have to go in search of something to do half the time. I have all this energy and drive to get things done, but… all too often there’s nothing that needs doing.’ ‘Oh, my little Ditzy Dezzy take on all the heavy lifting, does she?’ Megan sneered. ‘Hardly. To be perfectly honest, Master,’ as she couldn’t imagine being anything but honest with him, ‘your slave is not much of a worker. She just tries these hare-brained schemes to improve morale and productivity that only ever set us. His thrusts began to get harder and faster slapping hiships against mine and sending waves of pleasure through my body. Eachtime he slammed his cock into my pussy made my tits jiggled wildly."God damn... you like it? You like daddys cock inside you you littleslut" Yes! Yes Daddy! Mnnnnnnnn I'm daddys slut!" I yelped. My words spurredhim on even more and he began to fuck me harder and faster. I reached upand cupped my tits and squeezed them together."Daddy! Fuck me Daddy! Mmnnnnn I want your cum. .." she shut off abruptly, then went on, "Oh, crap! I can't leave ... the Boss. There has to be someone to cover him. Bugger! Look – don't tackle this on your own, wait for the others. And call the Police, let them know what's going on." Pause. "Okay, Charlie, that's fine ... I'm sorry about ... Yes, but ... Thanks. Talk later, okay?" She shut the phone and turned to me. "Jeff, someone's got Miss Sharpe; they took her from her house. Her mobile's still there, they obviously thought about the.