On my way to the place I noticed an adult theater and there were a lot of cars parked in the lot. Up to this time I had never been in one and never ta...ked to anyone that had been either so I was pretty curious what it was all about. So on my way back through I pulled in the lot and sat in my car for a few minutes with a hundred things going through my mind. I was nervous to say the least. But I got out of my car and went inside, right away there was a teller just like any other theater. The. She sucks on her bottom lip. It emerged from her mouth glistening. The heat of his palms moves all over her velvet globes. He grasps and flexes his hands around them, holding her flesh until she bends, willing him to take her breast in his mouth. Her chest descends, he licks at the tips. She tenses her pussy muscles, feeling his girth on her insides, immobile. The sweetest of tortures. “Please?” She begs and he ignores her. Riley lathers one pink, pert nipple, rubbing and coating the other with. After my audition, the final guy didn't even bother to try and I had the gig in the bag. After school I head home, my guitar bag slung over my back, the heat of the day already making me sweat my ass off. I really needed to get a car. I turned a corner about four blocks from school and stopped short as I saw Emma Copper leaning against a telephone poll with her arms crossed."Hey stranger." She said raising her eyebrow. "What's my guitar player doing walking in the heat?"I shrugged, "I thought I. .. with the state of undress of all the young women here."Freya smiled. "That's better." She turned back towards the cabinet and withdrew a gourd. "And what of their purpose? The fact that they are slaves trained to provide sexual gratification on demand?"Fina blushed. Hearing such things talked about so openly was alien to her. In the village, many euphemisms were employed to speak of such things, and of the Overlord and her slaves.Freya poured a rose-colored liquid from the gourd into the.