She stood, her face flushed red. Her eyes quickly scanned the woodedarea. Her face brightened. The place was secluded, affording her theprivacy her de...ires needed."Maybe you want to see my titties like the boys at home do?" shegiggled impishly. She fumbled with the buttons of her blouse. Dizzywith lust, she felt light-headed. Exposing herself to an a****l wasthrilling, had her creaming. "Now, don't tell your friends," she saidto the pony jokingly.Tremulous sighs escaped her mouth. She d****d. "I was just purchased recently. I have only recently finished my training in how best to serve you." Well, I suppose we shall see how well you've learned your lessons, won't we?" Derrick asked. "What is your name? I can't very well call you Slave Girl." Ann Jones," the girl answered with a gulp. "But, you may call me Slave Girl if you desire." Of course I can," Derrick said harshly. "I will call you whatever I choose. But it shall be Ann, for now. What have you brought me to eat?" Sandwiches. "We really want to catch her by surprise." Then we'll wait here and you go see what she's up to," her husbandsuggested."Good idea," Betsy agreed.Just then a moan of raw sensuality carried from Millie's bedroom.Betsy chuckled. "Seems like we got here at just the right time."Leaving the others behind, Betsy tip-toed to her daughter's room. The door was ajar. Betsy had been expecting something sexy, but this was beyond anything she'd imagined."Oh, my God, what'll that girl come up with next?". Fast. And with tremendous force. Slamming into her open mouth. Bruising the vulnerable tissues of her throat. Reveling in her saliva-drenched gagging noises every time he plunged deep inside her.Suddenly, he staggered away. He’d not come, but her lips felt swollen and her face ached. She sat back on her haunches, letting the tension drain from her throbbing jaw. But another was already approaching her, ready for his turn.After Dûrthéod’s rough pounding, the patient entrance of Malegil’s smooth,.