She thought she was a good height, and besides, she had a cute face: a rounded jaw-line that allowed her generous smiles and menacing scowls; bright, ...ide blue eyes; and shoulder-length light blonde hair which was thin and wispy. Her small breasts bothered her more, and she still crossed her fingers in the hope that a late "spurt" would push her into at least a b-cup later on.What she was currently wearing for her workout was pretty much standard dress for the girl, except for the sweatpants. She put her hand on my leg and slowly slided her hand up and down. She then leaned over and kissed me fully on the lips. I returned her kiss passionately.Our kiss parted we put our wine glasses down and she pulled me into her arms and we moved down together on the couch. She took my hand and placed it on her thigh and I slowly slid my hand up and down slowly. Each time inching closer to her pussy. My hand slide up and discovered that she wasn’t wearing any panties. My fingers touched her clit. I always experienced ones and this was a surprise for me. Her swollen pussy was stretched to the max as my manhood made its way. She screamed with ecstasy as mine pulsating 7 inches easily past her other mans territory and slid deeper into its own. Her legs were straight up in the air and her fingernails dug into my muscular arms as I landed all 7 inches of my rock hard cock into her engorged cave tight and satisfiedI gave her what she was dying to take in and I wasn’t holding anything back and. There must be some kind of surveillance system. God knows how it works! And it’s not as if any of the people get anything for it. From what this lad told me, they sleep wherever they can. They don’t have their own rooms or beds. That’s one reason why they all want to sleep in our beds at night. And the food they eat’s only as luxurious as we ever give them if we feel like it.’ ‘Oh fuck!’ Tracey exclaimed. ‘This is fucking gloomy! I don’t want to think these people are suffering. I’m no fucking.