I kept going as her breathing became deeper and deeper then she climaxed and her body shook for some time before she finally relaxed. She didn't get u... though, she looked at Martin's still erect cock. I knew what I wanted, I asked "Would you like that cock inside you?" "Yes please." Martin's eyes met mine. "Go on, fuck her." I told him. Sandra's legs were still widely parted so he dropped to his knees in front of her and guided his knob into her juicy vagina.He fucked her quite hard but only. "Ready," I say quietly.He pushes his chair back underneath his desk, leaving me trapped with his cock staring me in the face. I didn't realize he even pulled it out. Steeling myself, I start the timer and lean forward, taking his cock into my mouth.He is pitifully short, so I easily take the whole length in my mouth. Now I wait.I'm expected to wait twenty minutes like this, just using his cock like a gag. I don't ask why, because it doesn't really matter. Once the timer goes off though, I'll. Her hair was long, cascading over hershoulders, halfway down her back, and it was fiery red, but she had little ofthe freckling of the skin associated with her hair color. Her breasts, thoughnot large, seemed full on her diminutive, fragile frame.This slavegirl's hands were behind her, her wrists undoubtedly cuffedtogether, as is the custom with slaves offered to guests. Her eyes were castdownward, and a short leather leash was fastened to her slender black leathercollar. This the slave-warden. Thank God he’s respecting that! Finally I give in. I roll down the car window. “What the fuck do you want?” I ask, pissed at myself. My language doesn’t set him off. “I thought you could use some company,” he answers. Where’s the seductive, sly tone? None? I sit silently, contemplating what to do next. He makes the move for me. Taurus opens the car door and slides in, leaning over top of me. He covers my mouth with his and I’m mortified that I’m kissing him back. I just can’t resist though and.