She looked up at Marilyn, hoping against hope that she would not have to lap the food like a dog again."Don't keep us waiting, slave. I see Sylvia has...been at you. Did you pay attention?"Maria nodded, her tongue full of chilli. She swallowed, eyes tearing at the heavy spice. "Yes, Mistress." Her voice cracked and she slurped water to wash away the pepper. "She was very kind." Good. I expect you from now on to make an effort to have presentable face and hair. She will teach you how to roll it. “What is wrong honey?” “Nothing mom, I just can’t seem to go now….I don’t know why.” I could see Gary was ‘a little stiff down there’, suffering with a partial erection as he tried to urinate. I smiled, somewhat amused that my mere presence was arousing my son now. I wanted to reassure him, without reacting to his situation. “A lot of men cannot pee with an audience…let me get out of here and leave you alone with your business….” I said, rinsing off before turning off the water and grabbing a. Reaching down with my hand, I rubbed the outside of her pussy. I could feel myself getting warm."I think I might have one more left in me," I said. I slipped out of Holly, and rolled her on her back. I wanted to fuck her hard. Holly opened her legs, I rammed my cock in her pussy. She shimpered softly as I penetrated her."Did that hurt?" I asked."Yeah, but in a good way," Holly smiled at me. "I'm just not used to it being so big." Yeah, right," I smiled. I started to fuck her harder."I'm. Such were the thoughts on Geeta's mind as she walked towards the bank, looking through her purse for her bank card. Geeta was very wise in the ways of the world; she could not have been otherwise having worked in the sex trade since the age of fifteen. She'd dealt with criminals, rogue cops, every manner of pervert, narrowly escaped arrest on several occasions, and even more narrowly escaped conviction on the one occasion where she in fact was arrested. Geeta was perfectly capable of taking.