My mind was still reeling from the effects of the popper doses so I was still breathing heavily."There my little slave, is that better?," Mistress D. ...sked. I could only moan positively.She chuckled as I heard again the sound of her high heeled boots on the basement tile floor as she moved closer to me.Though prevented from seeing her because of the blindfold sewn into the leather hood, Mistress D. moved so she was at the head of the bondage table I was secured to, so that she was standing next. In the couple of months that she had been working for Brandon, she had saved up more than enough money to get her own tanning bed. The exact same one as Brandon, in fact. He had been so very kind as to help her with the ordering and installing. And aside from the money, her sex drive had never been higher. Every single night she danced on stage until she was soaking wet. After that, working the floor with her soaking panties rubbing against her pussy always made sure she got fucked by as many. . “Are we going home, daddy? Together?” “Sure, plum, just let me get your stuff.” “No need to,” Amaura said, pointing at her large hat. “It’s all here.” She puckered her lips, leaned forward. “Wanna see?” Julius’ mind halted for a couple moments, unsure how to interpret her words, and her movement, putting even more of that wonderful cleavage on display. Those large soft orbs... they must... No. No. Julius steeled his will and looked at his daughter’s hat. It had turned transparent, showing her. Ohhh… ohhhh… ohhhh… ohhhhh… ohhhh…” Shavon moaned hard, she was also running out of her breath as Nicholas continued banging her faster and faster. She was already on the verge of coming and the rapid fuck made her come easily. She clutched on to him even more tightly, her cunt started leaking, but Nicholas wasn’t yet completed.He banged her for 15 more minutes before he himself came too. Shavon had had orgasm 2 more times by then. And each time she felt being washed away by the power of those..