You are my slave, remember?” She gave one tiny nod then continued. “Because your slave” She paused to let him interject if she said the wrong th...ng before she continued, “is very hungry. She didn’t eat anything sense yesterday lunch…”He smiled and patted her head, stroking her messy hair. “Yes, my slave. That was very good for your first time begging. Now please… eat!” She looked up at him before dropping her gaze. She looked at everything again and leaned forward, grabbing grapes and stuffing. Since then i hav started thinking about her every time i see her makes me wanna fuck her hard…but i wiuld not kno how to approach I had friends in my college who were very notorious,one of them was johnson i knew the way he used to look at my mom…so i got close to him..he never spoke about my mom…once it was my BDAY..so i had four friends with me Johnson was one of them..so as we were drinking,we started talking about girls and then aunties….i was so high i did not realize what i was talking…so. ‘Sounds like a good idea,’ Goodwin said. The man put his book down, someone below passed up a tray and he began setting out teacups on the cockpit table, and he saw a plate of scones and preserves resting on the cockpit table, ready for afternoon tea. ‘That was quite a show you put on this morning. Afraid you might not have been too happy with the reception here.’ ‘I was dead tired, that’s for sure.’ He looked at the smile in the man’s eyes again. ‘You were watching, I take it?’ ‘Oh yes, but. We had been outside for just shy of half an hour when Ginger announced that she hoped Colin was rested enough because she doesn’t want to wait any longer. She said the rest of us could stay out and swim if we wanted, but she was dragging her waiting stud back inside. Colin barely had time to dry off when Ginger grabbed him by his cock and told him to follow her and she led him back into the house.Once back inside, she knelt down and sucked his cock until it grew to full size. She bent over,.