Lingering for only a moment longer than the task of collecting the ruined sweetmeats actually required, Alain breathed in Charlotte's rich musk as his...eyes drank in the lovely site of her. 'Oh Penitence thy name is Charlotte,' thought Alain, as his handsome young eyes surveyed her delicate, almost Renaissance beauty. Appreciated the quivering, goose-bumped flesh of her thighs; the delicate swell of her hairless little mound. Her slender hands shaking so badly where they lay forgotten in her. ” Ms. Jones says as she stops.She removes the anal plug she ran out to her car to get earlier and turning her slave around tells her,“Open your mouth. I have a little something for you.”Amy’s eyes get wide when she sees the anal pug and it sure doesn’t look small to her. She shivers at the thought in excited and fear. She takes the plug in her mouth and sucks on it getting it wet her ass muscles tightening at the thought of it going inside her. Pulling it out Ms. Jones says,“There now be a good. Henri stayed hard however as he always did as he knew that he could cum two, three and even four times without removing his cock from a woman’s asshole. Peggy felt the warm cum shoot into her rectum and it felt good, a feeling that Peggy never tired of. She liked the soothing feel it gave her ravaged asshole but she felt unbelievably full of semen. Henri started to fuck her with long deliberate strokes as he admired her beautiful ass accepting his impressive cock. Henri stroked her marvelous. “Don’t be a--” She cut herself off.“Oh! Cute!” And we both froze to hear our mother. Zoë had the thought “What if mom has her phone!” first and broke the hug before photographic evidence existed.“Morning mom,” I grumbled.“Dad’s making breakfast,” She told me, “Go help him. Zoë, do you want to talk?”“I talked to dad,” She mumbled. Mom squeezed my arm as I walked by. My phone alarm starting going off in my pocket. I had it off by the time I entered the kitchen. The rest of the morning, I was left.