"The mirror?" He raised an eyebrow, "You can use it to see the other slaves." Any of us can," I said. He always made us look for Him, but I was certai... He could as well. I doubted Lewis could."What about the new slaves?" New slaves?" I was shocked at the idea."Sara's newfound master has collected another girl. A teenager, perhaps. I saw a picture of her this morning." I may be able to," I said, I felt something scaling my spine like spiders. Sara found someone? I wondered if I could throw him. From that meeting at the hotel when Liam’s treachery was discovered, Carol had lived the life of a recluse, waiting for John to return from his mission. The other women saw to it that she accompanied them to the pub, but she would not go clubbing, or to parties where men might try to pick her up.Carol shrugged.“I can’t stop you,” she said, and as if by common consent they let the matter drop.Next evening Jessica was ringing the doorbell of John’s house, and getting no reply. Tracy had driven. She did give Mom an uncertain nod, “Ye ... yes, Missus P.”“You know your father worries about you, right? He’s asked us - Dave and I - to take care of you. Not like parents, but an actual home.” Really? I had /no/ idea!“I knew he worried ... but ... just ... wow.”“C’mere,” Mom raised her arm, offering the place next to them on the loveseat.Debbie approached my parents as if dazed, like she couldn’t believe this was happening, all her dreams about to be realized - honestly I was having a hard. Her ass spread before me, her red pussy leaking, her back arched... She growled, "Fuck me now! I'm so close." I lined up my cock to her slit, grabbed onto the curves of her womanly hips, and thrust into her all the way. I could feel the heat of her ass against my abdomen and her huge clit bumping my balls. She gave a guttural moan and her pussy squeezed my cock like a tight glove. I pulled out and slammed back in, bouncing off her soft ass. I fucked her hard, my hands dug into her hips. I was.