I gently ran my hands down his soapy back, encircling and squeezing his buttocks, One finger sliding down from the top of his crack and gently rubbing...his soapy hole. He moaned softly. He had beautiful ass cheeks, I held, rubbed and squeezed them. I pushed them apart, to see inside his soapy hole, I used the underside of three fingers to rub up from his perineum, between his ass cheeks and against his hole. "Fuck yeah Josh, that's so fucking good, it's my turn to return the favor." "No Terry. He pumped me in a wild way, making me shiver with pleasure and tremble with no control over my full body.When he filled my vagina with his warm semen, he just slipped off from me; kissed my earlobe and disappeared from my sight.I stood there, bent over the seat trying to recover the air; when I felt another pair of hands grabbing my hips. It was again the white guy; handling his hard cock between his fingers.I was satisfied enough, after riding his hard huge dick and his black colleague fucking. And Swati is still ignoring me. My presence is nothing for her. But the more she ignored, the more I was worshiping her. One night I got a message.Swati: So now you know your value. I am glad.After seeing the message, I got very nervous.Me: Yes.Swati: So, what is your value?Me: A bitch and your slave.Swati: You are just a pussy. Your worth is my pube hairs after I trim. So fuck off.Me: No, Mistress. Please allow me to serve you.Swati: How do you want to serve me?Me: I will be your personal. Each cage held a child, some boys, some girls, ranging in apparent age from 8 to 12 years old. They all looked reasonably healthy, but scared to death.A man dressed in a black leather, skin-tight outfit strode into the room as Stan watched; he could hear everything that was said. "Hello, children. Ain't you glad to see me? It's play time!" At this, all of the children started to cry."Now, now, don't let your joy carry you away. We only have time for one of you to play tonight. Who shall it be?".