The slave girl was soaked in the other girl's squirted fluids. It matted her hair and dripped from her breasts.Thomas pulled her aside, behind the cur...ain in front of her room. "Well? How was she?" Juicy. Every time you struck her, she squirted. I almost drowned, Master." Really? I seems that our waitress is a major pain freak. Go, let her down. I'm going to get some supplies."He went to his storage closet, grabbed a carpet bag, and filled it with items from the shelves."Master! Come help!" he. “This is my son, Donnie.” She laughed.You know damn well I’m not her fuckin’ husband, you bastard. I narrowed my eyes at him.“Donnie say hello.” She said while pulling me forward to the doorway.“S’up.” I said bluntly.“What?? This is your son??” Ron asked pretending to be shocked, “I thought maybe he was your husband! Ms. Jackson, you don’t even look like you’d have children. You look like you could be in your 20s!” He smiled at her. What? What the hell was going on here? I couldn’t believe it,. “Feel my panties.”I continued to suck a nipple as one hand slipped between her legs. I would have gasped had I not been sucking her. The gusset of her panties was totally soaked. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought she had soaked them in the shower. I slipped my index finger under the elastic at the crotch and moved it up and down across her swollen pussy lips.“Oh yes, sweetheart, put your finger inside me.”I did and heard her moan. She was so hot and wet that juice began to stream. I know that is probably what you do to your girlfriend but I want you to use your tongue on me. Open me up with your fingers by all means but then run your tongue up and down my crack and into my vagina and most of all I want you to work on my clitoris. It will take practice but I am sure you will get the hang of it and with a bit of luck will bring me off. Now get your head down there and start licking me out."Slowly I bent forward and noticed her smell. Soap; predominantly, she had clearly.