?To be home in bed with Master!? No. i didn’t say that. i had sparkling wine; i noticed Master did too, at a discreet distance. Gina had a triple sh...t of Jack Daniels.Gina led me around the bar like a prized catch from Africa. She knew quite a few people, regulars, i guessed. She would introduce me, then describe how beautiful slave’s breasts are, as she cupped one in her hand. To another group she described slave’s ass, as she ran her hand over it. To yet another group, she described slave’s. The reason for the bad smell in the cavern that Zax was in and most other caverns was the method in which the Brown Diggers used to mark their private dwellings...Seeing the tender flesh meat carried by another of their own, was a sensible reason for Brown Diggers to fight over it, to try and snatch it, and most times that exactly what would had happened. Yet instead, while Zax rode on the back of the Brown Digger, whenever an adult Brown Digger was about to react to his presence, something. "Jesus," said Kev. He was rubbing himself slowly.Sean moved his mouth over my cock, teasing me by flicking his tongue around the head. He took my tip into his mouth and sucked gently and then a little harder.Kev moved in. All I can say is that the three of us turned into something primal. I swear I could hear tribal drums beating in my head. We became like the vines, twisting and urging for places to touch and tether. Our sweaty naked bodies writhed against each other. Seeking and giving. "Jesus, Mrs Mills, you're fucking incredible."Oops. Dean forgot to call her Elizabeth. Within seconds, his cock was wavering in the air between them while she looked at him sternly. She tutted and repeated her earlier instructions. Then she went down on him again and, for the second time, his prick disappeared from sight and her face pressed into his loins. When she finally came up for air, she was grinning proudly. "Have you ever face fucked anyone?" she asked breathlessly. He shook his head.