"I really don't know. They bid from Mexico City for five years of service. Then perhaps you will return. But maybe you will prefer to stay there, in a...new life." Please, Mistress Irene, please! Isn't there some way to avoid this? Let me beg Mistress Marilyn to keep me as her slave here." And what would that change, Maria? Still a spike tail with boobs. A pretty face with mismatched plumbing." Please, Mistress Irene!" Tears began trickling down her cheeks. "I could serve drinks. I could dance in. I paused at the foot of her bed, and felt my mouth curve downwards towards her tits. What if she doesn't? I thought. What if she refuses me? The reality of the situation crashed heavily on my shoulders, and anxiety festered like a virus in the pit of my stomach. No, I told myself. I see the way she looks at me sometimes. The way she steals glimpses at my ass when I wear certain jeans, the way she licks her lips when she thinks I'm not paying attention. She wants me. I know it.She woke up. Then I told my girlfriend that everything is set and she is fine you watching her getting fucked.My girlfriend came near my ears and started murmuring that her boobs were amazing and you got what you wanted. Actually, I am very fond of boobs.Then I started undressing the girl and started to press her boobs like some mad dog. Seeing that my girlfriend was laughing. Then the girl gave me a very good bj as she was little professional at that. Then I started to lick her pussy.My girlfriend’s best. . Annabel was screaming as my cumming triggered another orgasm in her body. We lay still for a few seconds while the waves of pleasure subsided in our bodies. I pulled out and and what seemed like gallons of spunk poured out of her gaping pussy. I walked round to her head so she could suck my softening cock clean, something she did eagerly. Steve was stroking his black cock to hardness again and although I was spent there would be no rest for Annabel, lifting her legs up to her tits Steve poked.