Chris pressed his hard on down at an angle in his jeans as he watched the pair walking ahead of him. Their ass cheeks peeking at him from the short s...irts. His mother gripped at the hem and tugged her skirt down a little. The first stop in the mall was going to be for a new purse and his mother had a taste for Burberry on the second floor. They took the elevator up. Chris was a few steps below Carrie and Krista, giving him a view straight up their pussies. His sister reached down to. I went and waited for her. At 10pm she came inside the bedroom with a jug full of milk and a plate of fruits. She kept the plate and the jug on the side table. I stood up. She again knelt down and touched my feet. I touched the shoulders of my young wife and made her to sit on the bed. She sat at the edge and looked at me. I understood she wants to go all the way a new bride is supposed to go. Ok.I lifted her face and said, “Selvi, you are very very beautiful!”She said, “You are the most. "John's a nice guy, and he doesn't really like the idea of having slaves," she explained to Beth, who was staring at them in shock. "But really...I mean, I'll do anything he wants, anywhere, anytime. What else am I? Not that I'm complaining," she added."You're his slave...but you're not complaining?" Beth had the feeling that she wasn't following this at all."No, of course not! I love it. I love him. It's totally cool."This was a lot kinkier than Beth had thought, but it was strangely exciting,. We parked in front of the secure area and I went inside to sign for the shipment. Three husky men came out with it and loaded it into the suburban for us. There were several boxes and a stainless steel container 30 inches in diameter. It was about 2 feet high and had a thermometer that read -60 and a liquid nitrogen sight glass with a warning label. The top was secured with several locks and had both a US and a Japan customs inspection sticker. We arrived home a half an hour later than normal..