They weren’t friends with benefits; she was the friend with benefits. Her family was Helva and her growing children, Dinky and Armand.Vivie had a pl...thora of extended family, and she was fond of them all. Her healthy libido never went unsated. Petra and Lucas were her first lovers, and with her concubine Jennifer, the three were her usual bedtime companions. Gunny and Melody frequently joined them, and with those five, Vivie felt loved and complete.As had happened with Jennifer’s mother and. She watched out the window and she saw Jo, who lived about 6 townhouses away, come rushing toward her house in a small, tight shirt and sleeping shorts that looked like boxers. Too bad Jo didn’t sleep naked, Jen thought to herself. That would have been interesting for the neighbors.By the time Jo got to her house, Jen was standing there with the door open. “Good morning, slave. How are you doing?”“Fine, Mistress.” Jo looked disheveled and was carrying a small bag. Jen held out her hand to Jo. “You’ll now confirm your desire to provide the pleasure we all wish to witness ... you’ll seal it with your penultimate spend, and the delivery of your seed in submission will prove the guilt of your worthlessness, and you’ll appease all who witness your shame two weeks from today!”. The women jeered and heckled in a manner which belied their social status beyond those walls, as they witnessed the willingness of Lumsden to achieve a lush orgasm in total humiliation, thrusting his hips to greet. When being wanked you can keep quite or talk it makes no difference to me this administration will continue till its compilation .You can also talk to the head wardress if you want she is now entering the clinic . Janet could hear the click of high heels on the hard wooden floor. The wardress in question was strikingly beautiful even though she wore her hair swept back like the others, She was tall had longest legs Janet had ever seen, these beautiful legs encased in sheer black silk stockings.