. dainty little things, slender legs, muscles that ripple and bunch as she moves, knees that knock only slightly with every step and skin... bronzed s...in, that gleams with a lustre stolen from the sun, glides over her body as it tries to contain all that she is in that instant. Midnight tresses, shimmering and silken, dance about her jaw as the wind picks it up and runs it through his teasing fingers, snatching it back from her brow one moment only to throw it forward the next, flicking it up. Trembles raced down my brown nub, shooting for my hungry pussy.She growled, her hands squeezing my ass through my gray skirt. She pulled me so tight, our bodies writhing, humping together. My nipples throbbed against hers, loving the contact of our bodies, the feel of her round tits pressing on my smaller breasts.Voices echoed through the office. Other women eager to start their day. I shuddered, feeling eyes watching us. I kissed Florina harder, wiggling my hips, so glad my women were all. His wholebody recoiled. His head thrashed. He tugged at the ropes securing his armsand his chest heaved so violently that his shoulders were lifted from thetable. But the straps across his waist and thighs held him firm as the ironburnt his slave number into the tender flesh of his belly. Rani lifted theiron and looked down at the struggling boy. This was the moment he enjoyedthe most; the moment of no return when the boy truly must realise for thefirst time that he is irrevocably a slave.The. Peter said they were going to do some demonstration moves for the invited guests here for the Open Day. Danny didn’t hear a word he said! He had just seem three Amazonian women with perfectly tanned skin and immaculate bodies swing passed him with three sets of bobbing breasts. Their pussies where clean shaven and two of them had protruding lips between their legs that Danny, hitherto, had only seen in Girlie Magazines. The effect was immediate. Danny’s penis went hard and began to throb. It.