That's enough, let it rest there." She said."I could have told you it would hurt at first." Micah said. "I had a girlfriend who used to do this to me ...ll the time, trying to rub my prostate as I came. I know you don't like old girlfriend stories, but..." Does it feel good later?" Kate said straining her voice a bit."I hate to admit, that it does. I don't mean to ruin the mood, but my bowel is always active and I'm almost never clean totally there like most people, so I always found her wiped. A Court wouldn’t care why she signed the document. If she signed the contract, she would legally be a slave. All hope of rescue would be over. Even if her family found her, they wouldn’t be able to free her. She couldn’t sign it. “Sir, I won’t sign this document. This document is a lie. I was never the property of Steven Bonnet. He never owned me and he had no legal right to sell me. I will never sign myself into slavery. I am not your property!” she screamed defiantly.Howard was hoping for. "Well, well what have you been up to?", he said. With that he lifted me up so that my legs were around his waist I could feel myself getting horny again as my clit rubbed against his torso. By the time we reached my bedroom Owen had his shirt off and his trousers were undoneHe threw me onto the bed so that I was on my hands and knees and started to lick from my pussy up to my ass. His tongue wiggled inside my hole and I was already nearing orgasm. He flipped me over andspread my legs wide so. It was so hot feeling it splash into my cumming pussy. Dizzy waves of rapture washed through my body as the crowd kept cheering, kept loving us, kept watching us be wild.The final blast of cum spurted from my dick, splattering on the grass, joining the other ropy lines of jizz. I shivered, the cum looking so bright under the artificial lights of the stadium. My ears roared with passion, my heart hammering beneath my breast, as Cassandra buried into me, her dick spurting more and more girl-spunk.