Sometimes, there would be guests that she would be required to serve, clothed, at least to start. Now there was to be a grand ball.She would attend at...her master's side and represent him as his sex slave. B knew she would be presented to many of the nobles, and her being pleasing to them would reflect well on her master. If she did not please them, to their satisfaction, or gave offense, it would mean a loss in status for her master and severe punishment for her.B would see to it that her. I had already started gropping her ass.my thighs were touching her thighs and i was continously stroking her ass and my hand was pressing her boobs all the while she was sleeping and by this time i was so horny that i gave a damn to whether she was sleeping or not. I was stroking her slowly mind u i was stroking her with her panties on even i was in my shorts and t-shirt. As i was about to climax i climbed her started moving on her thighs. She had big milky white thighs. I finally climaxed then. When they reset, she immediately attacked, scoring when the third punch of a triple-combination landed on his chin. After they reset, Marcia attacked again, but this time John blocked and his counter-strike combination landed, making the score 2-1.When they reset Marcia was cautious, and didn’t attack immediately. She and John circled each other on the mat, each feinting but not making any attempts. John attempted a simple jab, which Marcia blocked, and countered with a jab of her own, which. . ‘cautious,’ as you put it. Like a wimp! Dude’s the fucking poster boy for castration and its benefits to society!” Andrea sneered at Allen with utter contempt.“I see,” Amy wrote something down for some reason, even as Allen sweated bucket in response to her testimony.“Is there anything else for this witness?” the Chairman asked Amy.“Yes. Did you notice any ... similarities between Mr. Gordon and Mx. Terranova?” Amy questioned Andrea.“Yes. Quite a few, in fact. The only difference, that I can.