"What did you need?" "Sin" Holly said through a long exhale. Then she continued, her speech was pressured but understandable. "I can be bad. I can do ...hings that I want to do. Good, bad, wrong I can do them all. Those girls in the videos you and I used to watch. The ones with the big black men, I always wanted to be like them. They didn't give a damn is someone saw them. They didn't care is their parents knew what they were doing. And they liked what they were doing. Holly stopped rolling her. I feel your fingers run into my hair grasping as slowly your warm flesh slides into my mouth. I my part my lips and let your tongue in as our tongues entwine. Your body pushes firmly into mine, my hands glide down your shirt buttons and opens to reveal your bare chest with my hands on your flesh I suck your long wet tongue and squeeze your chest. Your fingers trace my curves. Over my shoulder my long locks slowly pass my chest bone to my radiant large breasts that are held tightly within my. "This is a fine pickle youtwo have got yourself into. I suppose you did something to irk MistressBeth and this is your punishment?" Her words spurred the two slaves tomake even more noise which drew the attention of Rick. As he appeared inthe doorway Linda realized that perhaps the slaves were in trouble andshe attempted to release them. Unfortunately, the doors were locked andthe cages were too tight for her to remove their gags. "Master Rick,"Linda asked, "Do you see a key ring in the. Usually the girls in the films ended up more undressed than I needed to see – seeing girls on celluloid showing cleavage was mind-boggling for me, and a very rare sight. Usually as soon as She was on screen in Her low-cut top, I’d be pumping spunk into my pants in less than a couple of minutes. There’s something lovely about doing that in a public place – well, sort of, apart from me there’s just a few other pervs dotted around, there to do it in their pants seeing bare girls on celluloid, like.