‘Hey Arcadias, I heard you got a new slave girl,’ a friend of his said as he settled in the other side of the pool. Well, he wasn’t exactly a fr...end, more like a business acquaintance, and he was twice as old as Arcadias. ‘Oh, hey Quintus. Well, slave girl might not be the proper term…’ ‘Well does she work hard? The new slaves from up north have no work ethic.’ ‘I wouldn’t know, seeing as how I set her free.’ ‘What? Already? Wow, the work ethic of those barbarians is even worse than I. The Austrian fell down, stunned. This was impossible: this grave must be a hundred years old. But here she was, as good as the day she died.He put his face next to hers. Was she breathing? The warmth of his living breath tickled the sweet rosebud of her mouth. He found himself staring at that mouth, so tender and inviting. He couldn’t look away. Seized by a horrible impulse he didn’t understand, the Austrian kissed the buried girl's unmoving lips…She was as cold as the stones she lay on. She. I gave Rabbit my sultriest look and began to hump my hips ever so slightly. A few seconds of serious humping against Pixie’s steady pressure made my vulva release and instant relief came to me as I felt her hand slide through my vulva, up into the depths of my vagina. Her tiny wrist spreading my vulva was no more uncomfortable than Doug wearing that “penis enhancer” so I relaxed for the ride into Wonderland. I felt Louise’s fingers ball into a fist and start to twist back and forth inside. I had to smile. Dan had done a super job in tying his wife to the bed. She was not going to get out of those bindings very easily or at all. Helen yelled with all the authority she could muster in her voice: “untie me, untie me!” This only turned me on even more knowing she was now feeling a little anxious and was just so vulnerable and exposed as she tried to escape, wriggling her hips, and there was fuck all she could do about it. I luved the way her hairy pussy was wriggling around.