“hmm I like this” Samantha I stayed silent as I went back to those beautiful long legs. Pulling them apart, I buried my face in her snatch, enjoyi...g the taste of a woman’s cum on my tongue as I lapped happily at her fuckhole. “Oh god! Sir! Please s..s..ir!” Samantha soon gasped “Can I ... c...c...cu...umm?”I smiled and suck her clit counting to ten in my head. “No” I replied and stood up. She looked at me with disappointed eyes as I straddled her body. Reaching into the draw again I brought. She looked stunning and sexy the way she was dressed. When she saw me there her face lit up like the sun coming over the horizon in the morning and she looked eager to take part in whatever might happen. Darla asked her to take her clothes off and join me and her on the couch, which she did in no time flat. She sat down next to me to my left since Darla was on my right side Heather and Darla sent silent messages to one another by winking, placing their hands over their mounds, licking their. She must be alone. Or were there servants? He would find out.Speeding off, the young man drove the fifteen minutes to his apartment, donned a service man’s uniform, selected an old gas company ID from a job he was fired from ten months previously, gathered a few other essentials that he figured he would need, and hopped back in his van for the return trip to the mansion where a hot, young blonde in a tight fitting yellow tank top awaited him. Hopefully, she was all by herself.After pulling. Barefoot, of course; bare all over except for our temporary tattoos announcing our status as Program participants from Mackie.Next, we showered. Showering is a communal affair. We washed the backs of others in our squad and had our backs scrubbed in turn, we inspected each other for cleanliness, and after we dried off in the air dry booths we marched to the mess hall for breakfast. After breakfast it was time for our weekly barber shop appointment. Some of the squad had body stubble—and that.