"This slave does not understand, Mistress," Amanda said in a soft voice."Of course you don't. No matter. Now, for a name." This slave's name is--"Lady...Erisa raised an admonishing finger, though her lips curled into a small smile. "Now, now. Quiet. Let me think. Hmm." She produced a blue pearl in one of her gloved hands. "This will be easier without the restraints."She waved her hand over the pearl. The shackles about Amanda's ankles sprang open. The shackles behind her back released her wrists. Chapter 2 The Party ContinuesMarty was smoking a joint as Lola sucked his wang & Joyce licked his nuts .Sandra had gone home for some family obligation . Nina Rogers(Sandra's Mom) was a total bitch , he'd have to hypnotize her too one of these days . She was always interrupting Sandra's sex training. Well back to the present Marty thought. Lola was okay at giving head but mom was better , so he had them switch places as Mom now deep throated her son/master's monster dong. To punish Lola he. The most beautiful, expensive floor. I unlock my door and walk in, casually slipping out of my black heels as I slide my coat off and hang it up.I walk to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of orange juice, taking a sip to clear out the nasty taste in my mouth. I make my way to the main bedroom and slip put of my red tight, overexposed shirt and snuggle into bed next to John. I'm behind him and I'm cold, so I spoon him and my fingertips work their way up his chest and back down. I feel his. Listen I have to go now, but you think about it. Why don’t you come over to my house for lunch tomorrow?” When Sung Hee arrived at Carol’s for lunch the next day, Carol had a pitcher of mojitos ready. Sung Hee took a long draw from her glass. It was cold and tart and she could taste the alcohol in the drink. It tasted good. Carol took pride in making excellent and tasty cocktails. Carol had poached salmon and pear salad ready on the table. They chatted about the bankruptcy of nearby San.