Without talking he takes the red dildo from my hand and replaces it with the new one. I can feel the difference before it even touches my little pussy... it’s heavier, and fills my hand. This’ll take some work I think as I reposition myself so I’m flat on my back with my legs outstretched in front of Master. The stockings keep me from stretching out my legs so I slide them off over my feet and place them next to my little bum. Next I push the G-string to the side of my arse so it doesn’t get in. And she laughed. Paul was so fucking uptight. What did it fucking matter what he fucking thought? She was up for it, whatever he fucking was. Through the sweat that drained off her forehead onto her eyes she could just about see other eyes on her coming from the other dancers, but they were just the ones who weren't really getting it on yet. It felt much better for her tits to bump and wobble and rotate and sway with the music, free as the rest of her. And fuck! What's such a big deal about. She was still doing all the paperwork, but she was doing it from her new room. She found ways of avoiding me in the ship if possible. The girls were also affected, as they had none of the usual exuberance. They weren’t slacking on training, but they no longer ran the obstacle course with such energy, and after a couple meals where they couldn’t look me in the face and didn’t really respond to Heyanna and my attempts to start conversation, started to skip the meals more frequently themselves.I. We were still trying to get pregnant, I could have been, but by then, we couldn't tell. So, whenever we had sex, it was unprotected. He began thrusting his cock in and out of my pussy very slowly.“Still amazing, or old?” I moaned slightly.“You'll never be old Roxanne, you are a sexy young woman like it or not. Forty-six, or seventy-six, you'll always be a fox,” Travis let me know.“Well, thank you for the compliment, but you are gonna wanna have sex with me when I'm seventy-six?” I pondered.“Of.