“Slave work hard, earn meals. No work, no meals. No work, bamboo beating. Understand?” she had snapped when the men had been taken out of their ca...es the next morning. English might not be her first language but she managed to make herself understood perfectly well. The men were assigned to a variety of task under the direction of the Sunrise girls in the yellow and blue uniforms.Bernard and one of the others were taken down to the basement and told to unload vans bringing in wooden chests of. I spoke of long strokes and short strokes. She spoke of having removed her sweater and bra, and touching her tits. I spoke of feeling the urge to cum, but letting it subside. She spoke of rubbing her pussy outside her slacks. I asked her to slip her fingers in her cunt. She asked me to wet a finger and slip it in my ass.This was all very surreal, since she was so young. Of course, I was not complaining at all. I told Amanda I'd love to spray her tis. She said she'd like me to fill her pussy. I. " My meals were good and the house well taken care of?" Of course they were Marsha." Was I good in the bedroom? Did I meet your needs? Did I show you enough love?" You know you did honey. I could not have asked for a better wife. What is this all about Marsha?" I told you Frankie. Just some things I needed to know. I've spent twenty-three years being a loving and faithful wife and I want to know that I was good for you."It took a second to hit me. "Twenty-three years? We have been married. I handed Holly the dildo. Holly pushed the dildo into Stephanie, and then took the other side into her pussy. Holly started pounding Stephanie’s pussy and her own as well. Holly kept rubbing her hands all over Steph’s back in the still remaining jizz, smearing it all over. I sat beside Steph as she was face down in the couch, watching the scene. My cock was coming to life from the visual. Holly came first, making loud pleasure noises. The break in the action allowed Stephanie to lean back a.