Mistress Vannesa hadn't do this much before but she enjoyed causingpain so she got out the candle and began to tip it over so the wax wouldland on she...slaves nipples or very closs this made her sister to scream asloud as a deing animal. Mistress would not tolerat such loud loises so shesuper glued her sisters mouth close so she couldn't make a sound, « yourgood Vannesa very good » « thank-you Master » Vannesasaid. Afteracoupple of more punishment Master Jack stoped Vannesa « that'senouf. "We can't have you doing that on your own can we." He whispered before kissing her ear and sliding back down off the edge of the sofa, Brigits hands moved up to work on her tits as Jake put her legs on his shoulders and lowered his head. He noticed the stench of sex and he leaned in. He could clearly see her pussy lips nice and shaven. Classy girl, he thought. He could see her clit just above and quickly decided on what to do. He started by planting butterfly kisses all around her pussy lips.. Then I hear the deep voice behind me and turn as you say, "Hello sir, don't get up, I will have you all ready to go in no time." You are speaking to my husband, but looking directly at me the entire time. My husband, in his most annoyed voice says, "Hurry up! The game is starting soon and l…" blah blah he goes on and on and you don’t give him a second glance as you move over beside the TV allowing him to continue his rant as you assess the situation. I see you fighting back a grin and then. Her toes were wrapped in sheer black stockings. The tiny hint of red nail polish... "Hey..." she said to me. Oh shit... she's looking right at me. "Can you play that thing?" She pointed at my sax. I smile. "Yeah." I wait a beat. "I like your shoes." Yeah?" she lifted her foot, looking at her shoe... I could see the scared, but not too old red bottoms. Side note here. So the shoe thing is a hard one to overcome. If a girl will show you how worn her red bottoms are, you can fuck her. Here I was.