I actually like you Jeff. When you are incontrol of yourself you are quite fun. But I need to get a sense of justhow much you want it. And so I will g...ve you tasks in order to gage therelative importance of your desires to you. It will be a simple multiplechoice test."The first thing you will need to do will be harder, I think, than thesecond. I believe that you will remember it. I stand, you lie before mewith your lips no more than an inch from my boots and repeat ten times,"you are my. I lie down on my back, close my eyes, and start to replay the moment in my mind. I start to feel my pussy tingle. I spread my legs, and start to rub my inner thighs with my warm, trembling hands. my body slightly stiffens, and slides forward. I feel the warm water from the faucet cascade down my clit and over my swelling lips. I realize I learned a new form of pleasuring myself. I lie there and continue to enjoy the feeling, while still daydreaming. At this point I remember still to this day. " She said as I railed her backside."Then it goes in your mouth!" Becky said as she moved to the other side of my neck.I placed one hand on Jeanna's hips and reached back with the other, trying to find Becky's pussy. What I found instead was that Becky had beaten me to it. Her hand was working her clit furiously, searching for one last orgasm."Fuck her baby, make her your slut. Make her our slut." Becky whispered in my ear seductively. Both hands were on Jeanna's hips and I was so close to. It was too much a coincidence not to be true. Safie was here and now she was gone. They had her.What to do was the now the problem. What could she do a chained slavegirl. Her feet hobbled and her wrists shackled firmly behind her. Safie too. And wherever the Bedouin held Safie all the had to do was attach her collar to one of their long slave chains and how could Jessica release her. Her master’s house where the keys lay wasn’t an option, too far. She could go to the authorities not far from.