My pleasure-slaves might not get on with her, as they were worlds apart.No man would want four women in his household who were arguing, or creating a ...ad atmosphere. It simply wasn’t worth the risk or hassle.But if a man had his special ‘high-class’ bit of stuff off in a separate apartment, that he could visit at any time, that would be a different matter. The question was: did I want to be that man?“Well, one other thing. I know some men, on occasion, share their pleasure slaves with friends. It felt so good. I felt so full with his cock filling me fully and his balls pressing against my bottom. It was a very slow and very pleasurable rhythm as he pushed into me. My orgasm was building as I felt Tony's cock begin to pulsate deep inside of me as he began to cum. I too was overcome as my body convulsed into an orgasm and I pushed back against Tony's cock, looking at Tim through glazed squinted eyes. I had to bury my face into my pillow for fear Tim would look back and would certainly. ..I have never allowed anyone to touch me there." I growl in her ear, a low, husky voice " Your ass is mine." A shiver ran through her entire body bedding itself down in the moist warmth of her pussy. I meant exactly what I said. It excited her. She has never given her ass to anyone before. The truth of the matter is that it belonged to me already, it always had. Memories flashed through her mind. The first time I slipped a finger into her tight little ass, she nearly came. When my tongue. Whenever we got a chance, Kayla and I would talk up a storm either by phone or by text, but we still hadn’t seen each other since she came back. However, her dad was going out with a few of his college friends tonight, and probably wouldn’t be back until the next day. As soon as Kayla found this out, she immediately called me and told me the news. We agreed to go out to dinner and see a movie together, the standard date for people our age. We planned on me picking her up around 7, when her dad.