It was a combination of thinking that Gertie might be way too affectionate towards me, and of being a little nervous about what changes might have exp...oded in that household. Change isn't always comfortable, and I wasn't at all sure that they would still be as happy, with what I had brought to them, as they were when I last saw them. When I called, though, Hiram was joyous in his salutation to me over the phone, and scolded me just a little for not keeping in closer contact with them.The house. The captor positioned her right next to Taylor and spread her legs.?Move your legs and ill whip the hell out of your pussy?. He looked back at Taylor: ?You have proven to be a worthless cunt. Looks like we’ll just have to have you do what you do best. See those cute little round tits your friend has? I want you to drool on them. Nothing but spitting on your friend while I get her to cum. Think you could handle that??The poor blonde was in hysterics. She could barely managed a nod. ?And you,. I didn’t wear any underwear that day, so I just flopped out of my pants when she unzipped my pants and she gasped as she took my entire length into her mouth in its semi-erect state. She seemed hungry for my cock as I watched it disappear into her mouth and down her throat. Her tongue flicked the tip of my now throbbing cock as she squeezed my balls and stroked my shaft, coaxing it to its full hardness. She swallowed my cock again and again. My cock glistening from her saliva as she urged me. "I look like a whore," she stated, displeased. She bent down and narrowed her eyes at the cleavage that nearly popped out of the cut of the dress. "You look like a hot whore," Anna said, "now stay still." Rebecca relented and let Anna complete the finishing touches on her hair. It was a simple, though classy up-do, with two enhanced brown curls falling down each side of her face. "Gorgeous," Anna said, watching her in the mirror. "Whorish," Rebecca corrected her. Anna snorted. "How long has it.