..For Master Charles, this was one of the worst periods in his life. My slave, my little Alexa - in the hands of a rogue staff member! As the limo spe... through Manhattan with a police escort, passers-by stopped and stared. Master Charles wasn't just concerned about a missing slave - even though her disappearance had set off a terrible chain of events. No, there was far more at stake. Miller was a loose cannon that had to be stopped before he jeopardized operations even further. All Miller's. I showed them about the shotguns, they were impressed with what a shotgun would do.After all the gifts were distributed, I had a talk with Mac and told him about the windmill and shower plans that I had. He said that he would help and we set the plans for mill placement and shower placement, as well as drainage.We broke out the tools and staked out the placement. We set the windmill up and placed the pickup in a pool that we made a small rock dam to keep full. We built a platform from logs and. .I can think of ways to warm you up."I loved the sexual growl to her voice but I doubted that I would be able to warm up. Soon enough my mind shut off and my body was a blaze of joy as her hands moved across my skin. Her tongue licking my nipple as her fingers stroked over my thighs and into my hotbox. I was so wet from her; a brush from her fingers on my clit sent a blot of pleasure. Shortly her mouth kissed down my body, I was panting almost to the edge of my orgasm. Once I felt her tongue. He bounced up and down in his chair alittle and despite the fact that his freedom was so restricted his littlebounces caused his new D-cup breasts to jiggle. It was such a strangefeeling that he stopped struggling and started examining what he couldsee of his new little 5'1" body. He was fascinated because when he wokeup he assumed that it was all just a costume or prosthetics or something.He thought this must be a shitty prank by one of his shitty friends. Hegrew mad at his wife when he.