Once the pots were blessed (something Cecilia thought was rather stupid), they returned to Victor Dukov's house to help with cooking. Cecilia's stomac... turned upon seeing the black noodles, especially after they were covered with blood-red sauce.In the middle of the afternoon before the first night, Tiffany led Jason and Cecilia to the Plaza of the Ancients. Because all three were wearing collars, they would be participating in a two-day march around the capitol. Waiting for them in the Plaza. Rachael watched me with the same small smile, as if pleased by my manhandling of her; a sign of how she excited me.Lifting her legs, I bent them over her, her knees close to her shoulders when I leaned over. Her smile broadened. She reached up to interlock her fingers behind my neck. Unaided, the tip of my erection touched her pussy. I glanced down between us and shuddered. Once again I was gifted with the unbelievable sight of my erection poised at her small pussy. Her baby soft, jet black. Her legs pushed on the pedals in order to increase the pressure on the long narrow seat front."I'll have to tighten it up when you get off," I quipped and laughed to myself at my double meaning. Sliding my hand down her taut back, I cupped her ass cheek and leaned into her. She smelled incredible as her little arm and shoulder trembled against me. "AHHHHHhhhhh," Tami cried as the seat pushed her over the edge. She had ridden her hairbrush numerous times and enjoyed it immensely but this was. “Like I said, these Japanese guys get off on kinky stuff like this. But I didn’t mind – they know the fee goes double. They don’t mind either – these guys own hotels and golf courses in Hawaii and buildings in New York City! And truthfully, girls, it’s more exciting to blow a dog than just get fifteen seconds of the old in-out --one prick inside your pussy is the same as another, but this stuff is more erotic. Pays a hell of a lot better, too. So, I shifted under the dog and grabbed its.