Wait...that wasn't a dream. You move your arm to find you're still tied down. Your awareness comes flooding back to you as pleasure still warms your b...dy. But that sound..it's...no it's not... "yes my dear it's exactly what you think it is." You struggle to place that sound. It's a soft but deep constant vibrating noise. It's not loud like a vibrator. The realization of what it is hits you simultaneously as the vibrations tickle you clit. You're so sensitive now that this sensation instantly. I am in no need of a training manual to prompt my next move. Pushing beneath the waistband of her tight panties the sensation of parting her pubic curls is very much to my liking and from the audible expression, hers too. I can't really tell which of my fingers locates the real prize just a few inches lower.Such heat I have not encountered before. Probing her pussy the full length of that sexy little slit I soon discover that one area in particular seems to up the wriggling and sighing. The leaflet explained that it usually cost nothing for a girl to voluntary sign herself over to become a slave but what a temporary slave was paying for the was letter T at the end of her slave number. Once she signed up Tracey would be issued a slave number the same as any other new slave, however Tracey's number would end in a T, and that T signified that was a temporary slave and therefore could be released back to freedom once her paid time as a slave was up. Still excited as hell Tracey. The room is filled with soft sucking and slurping sounds as the two explore and taste each other.Aloisea must have sensed he was close to cumming, as she instinctively pulled her mouth away from his shaft. “Fuck me. I want to feel you slide inside of me.” Her words were stern and commanding.Blake gently rolled off her body and stood on the edge of the table with his knees bent. He watched as Aloisea got on all four and placed her opening at the tip of his cock. He scooted up some and guided.