“Don't look at it.” she said and led me from the office. When we were gone, he walked over portrait and looked up at Jesus. “I will keep trying...Lord. She is your child and must be saved.” he said and turned to go get dressed. Slowly I cleaned up and mother helped me dress. Together we went down to the kitchen and I made breakfast as she went to the office. Walking over to the table, she quickly licked up the blood and cum and cleaned the table and floor. Hearing him coming, she went back to. .. did you cum?" I asked."No, but they say it's hard for a girl to cum the first time." I'm sorry; I really wanted you to cum, too," I came once today and I really didn't expect to cum this time. It was really starting to feel good at the end. I have a feeling next time I will," she told me, hugging me really tight."I love you. I just wish you could have had an orgasm, too," I told her. As soon as I rolled off of her, she ran to the bathroom, her hand over her pussy. When she came back, she. But soon the job devolved on to William Trefoil who had a wicked, biting wit which unfailingly increased the humiliation of the contestants immeasurably. Tonight he was on fine form: The evening?s show involved (from the left): ? Lady Cordelia Portland, 34, blonde and beautiful wife of Lord Portland who was seated in the front row with his very young mistress. The daughter of an earl, brought up in the aristocracy and now here with her breasts hanging out of her evening gown. And she knew that. ”Tracey stood beside the bed in shock looking down at her, surely she was joking, she couldn't imagine walking out of the flat into the public street without a stitch on!“But they will think I'm a slave.” she protested waving her arms around to symbolise everyone.“They already do after last night, I made sure of that, now get your naked backside out there and get me an ice cream, anyway I bet everyone out there has seen a naked slave girl before.”A large part of Tracey hated Emily right now.