‘I always finger my asshole and pretend it’s your cock.’ She was turning out to be quite adventurous. Not the shy teenager I had expected. I pu...led out my finger and lay on the bed. ‘Climb aboard baby, I want to taste your pussy too.’ She needed no further encouragement and swung a leg over my face placing her pussy inches away from my eager tongue. I stuck my tongue out and touched her clit teasing it with quick flicks. She lowered herself down and grasped my cock in her hand and began to. I'm no happier about that sermon than he is." I agree with you, but I do have to wonder... should we print it? Peoplewill know that it was us that put out this week's paper." Yes, but it's _Roscoe's_ paper. If that's what he wants..." Her voicetrailed off."All right," he said with a shrug of his shoulders, "but I'm going toput in a disclaimer, so people know that it's _his _ editorial. Perhapsthat will take some of the heat off of us."She gave him a wry smile. "I kind of like it a little. By the third or fourth try, I could do it." How do they feel in your eyes?" That was the big surprise. I thought they'd be uncomfortable, but I hardly notice them." Good. Good. Just be sure to take them out when you go to sleep at night." Yes, Master," they replied."Take a look at your fellow slave, and tell me what you think of her new look."Vonda replied truthfully. "When I first looked in the mirror, I thought my eyes looked weird. But when I look at Pyx, I keep thinking she must be. She felt cool air onher beautiful round breasts. How often at home she had stroked andadmired the lovely maidenly bosom with which nature had richly endowedher, wondering who would be the first to be dazzled by her nakedcharms. Her captor, who seemed to be an Arab by his dress, seemed toagree with his young victim, for he could not resist feeling the firmglobes with his coarse hands. He went to the wall, which was hungwith straps, chains, harnesses, and various instruments ofchastisement.