They were slipping off their pants.she wanted to be with her Master. she wished she?d never been a bad girl but she?d take this. she?d take it all to ...ust have a chance to be back in his good graces. To kneel at His feet and let Him play with her hair. To hear Him call her a good girl.?Pile drive that pussy, boys! Next Next!?The bearded one had already shot his load, a feeble fuck at best.The next guy was young and thin. His curly hair covered his face as he lowered himself into her. His cock. Seth Rashid and Iqbal rarely used the pool and never used any of the other facilities on their property, but Ana Elisa took full advantage. I saw her swimming laps every morning, sunbathing on the pool deck in a string bikini in the afternoons, working out energetically in the gym in colorful tights and a sports bra. She regularly rode the horses around the extensive property. She seemed to do no housework and oversaw the cook and maids in a very disinterested manner.Seth Rashid and Iqbal went. “Oh, what a beautiful clitoris!” said Jaqueline. “Yes,” agreed Fay, “that has to be Chris’ next tattoo I think. I’m sure that Roger will like that.” Chris just cowered in the corner, looking resigned to his fate. Mary saw her chance. “If you like it, you can ask Paul to do yours tonight. He can do it any colour.” To her surprise, both women said “Yes, I will have to think about it.” “You cannot be done tonight, Fay, but Jaqueline can still be done before Linda seals her up. I would imagine that. Deflated, I stood in disbelief as the car moved along. Suddenly, the car slowed to a stop, and I ran to meet it."Hey, would you give me a lift...", I started until I saw the driver. She was a picture of perfection, long and lean with the cutest glasses on. Mesmerized by her eyes, I truely forgot what was happening."So, you getting in or what?", questioned the angelic voice from the car, bringing me back to reality. I quickly hopped in, and we were on our way."Thanks", I said. "I thought I.