I whirled, my face flushed, my pussy on fire. Clint sat down in the chair. Vicky darted to her daughter's bed, grabbing Melody's right hand, sticky wi...h the pregnant girl's juices.“Melody,” Dr. Bernice Wilson said, staring at her chart as she walked in. I licked my lips, tasted something salty.I gathered it before she looked up.“So...you're pregnant at nineteen.”“Yep,” Melody said, sounding proud.“Okay,” the doctor said, no judgment in her tone. “And it's been eight weeks since your last. ” Katia starts a new massage routine. She’s pouring some muscle rub on Nadine’s ass. It runs down her butt crack, over her butt hole and down her pussy. Katia runs her hands in circular motions on one of Nadine’s butt cheeks sliding the fingers of one hand over Nadine’s asshole and pussy. After a few repeats she continues on Nadine’s upper thigh, moving both hands up and down. Every time she moves up, she gets so close to Nadine’s pussy that her fingers push against Nadine’s inner lips. She’s. ’ He whispered, pushing her over the edge. Her mind reeled, conflicting thoughts colliding as orgasm came in waves, pulsing. Blood pounded in her temples as she came, no longer rubbing herself, pulling her soaked fingers out, mortified, confidence evaporating. Equal urges to cover her nakedness or continue the pleasure, flee from this place or turn herself over, fought within her. Another wave, her sphincter tightened, constricting around the base of the anal plug, clenched, sending a mixture. I have no choice in the matter and must return. Only he can remove the spell.”Several of the people looked at Cora. She made me a grin when she replied, “I’m not his spouse. His master gave him permission to buy several slaves to assist him. My mother sold me to him for ten of his bighorns. Personally, I think he got a bargain.”“Bron choose me because I was young, healthy and have herding experience. Being a shifter, I meet his master’s requirements for an acceptable slave and possible spouse.