She hungrily consumed the entire shaft, sliding its full length in and out of her mouth. We both moaned. I only let her have her way for a minute or t...o, before directing her lay on her back on the bed. Taking the feather, I lay next to her and began to whisper in her ear what I was going to do, while running the feather lightly over her tits and nipples. It tickled; it felt good; it gave her goose bumps all over her breasts. “I’m going to play with your nipples. I’m going to suck on them and. ”“Reg, please. I told you before to call me Reg.”“Very well, Reg. I thought that for this call, I should be a bit more formal.”“You are forgiven. You weren’t just calling to confirm what I have been told?”“No. I wanted to offer you the run of the farm, exclusive to you, for metal detecting. You deserve that, but we must be clear that there must be no animals in the field, or crops growing. This means mostly available to you in the winter, but there should be plenty of dry days.”“With my. I know that you gals are a bit kinkier than him, but it doesn't matter too much. He's a top, not a bottom or a switch. Bruce, honey, Kara is pure sub, so she'll really go for a lot of things. I trust that you'll respect her safe word. Dana is a switch, which can help as well. Your Dom tendencies can go all out, but please don't forget to knock them up, too."And a word of advice from this slave to her Master: if Dana is acting very Domme, just share control of Kara with her. Don't try to make. ‘She hurt?’ ‘Nah man jus a bump on the head’ ‘Fuckin bitch’ ‘Yeah man, fucking hot bitch. Seen dat ass? ha’. Her head was spinning. The lights glared as she blinked and tried to stand. In front of her stood a bald, very athletic black man. His skin was very dark and he had a boxers figure. To his left was a mid 40’s black man with long dirty hair and beside him, the big guy who had shouted at her. Bums. At the rear, looking coy was, the old man with the bucket. He looked timid as if still.