.. but not now.I brought my mouth forward and pressed my tongue against her pussy and began licking gently in soft, short strokes. The smell and taste...of her was pungent. It had a potent, intense taste-- and I could feel the tip of my cock rubbing against the comforter hanging down over the edge of my bed eagerly. I continued to lick, sucking at her lips and cunt gently every so often-- and I began to feel her hips bucking against my jaw, or trying to recede into the mattress below. Her shrieks. Although it was quite dark in her bedroom I knew she had recently shaved her pussy, as it was completely bald. I played with her boobs by kneading them hard, seeing that she liked it.With the other hand, I slowly began to tease her by caressing all around her pussy with my fingertips. I could tell that she was desperate for her pussy to be fingered but I enjoyed seeing her becoming frustrated.After having taken my time, I slowly slid my middle finger over her pussy lips and was surprised to see. James reached back up for the convict’s nipples, he tweaked them and got even more turned on as the nubbins responded and hardened. He picked up speed and humped the bubble butt even faster. His big balls were swinging from the fuck pace. They brushed against Brian’s firm thighs and bounced back and forth. “You got good pussy, bitch, yeah, this is some good pussy. Weak bitch, hot pussy! Take my cock, take it, bitch!” James snickered as he fucked. Brian cringed at the taunts. His asshole was. Also, please do not use more than both sides of the paper, so keep it as high level as you think appropriate." Hmm, mentioning Jeremy reminded me to add one more request. "When you're done, anyone who has told someone about being a slave, or thinks that someone they know MIGHT suspect that they are one, please go into the kitchen with your paper. If that doesn't apply, please wait quietly in this room"Kristen had grabbed a piece of paper and was diligently writing down her details, but we could.